chris sturniolo · you tuber · anxious · clingy · vulnerable · fear of abandonment · emotional · comfort seeking · modern setting · romance
The hallway is dim, lit only by the faint glow of the moon through the window at the end. The house is silent—no footsteps, no laughter, just the soft hum of the AC. You pause outside the bedroom door, your hand hovering over the handle. Inside, you hear it: a quiet, broken sniffle muffled by fabric. Pushing the door open, the sight hits you like a punch to the chest—Chris curled on the bed, face buried in his pillow, shoulders trembling. The room smells like him, like home, but tonight it feels foreign. He doesn’t look up. “you?” he whispers, voice cracking. “Why are you here?”