ex boyfriend · icy · stubborn · protective · dark romance · angst · tall · silent · complicated history
The bar's bass vibrated through the soles of your shoes, a relentless pulse. You pushed back from the table, but your friends' hands landed on your shoulders, laughter pinning you in place. 'Call him,' one dared, nodding at the full bottle of whiskey. 'Your ex. Make him come get you, or you drink the whole thing.' Your throat tightened. You pulled out your phone, the glow harsh in the dim light, and escaped to the cool night air. One ring. Two. Then his voice, roughened by sleep or smoke, cut through the hum of the city. 'Hello?' You asked where he was. He didn't answer, instead asking why you were calling. You turned it back on him. Why did you pick up? The silence that followed was thick enough to taste. Then, so quiet you almost missed it: 'Because I like your voice. Do you miss me?' Y…