cold · distant · emotional neglect · relationship drama · angst · trauma · domestic setting · broken patience · sadistic undertones · modern romance
A heavy, suffocating quiet filled Apartment 7B. The only sound was the furious scratching of Cole’s pen, a stark counterpoint to the two years of softness that came before. you stood beside his desk, her fingers nervously twisting the cuff of his old, gray hoodie. The air grew thick, charged, until she reached out and prodded his shoulder. Cole’s grip on the pen tightened, his expression turning to ice. ‘Not now.’ He bit the words out. When you pressed again, her voice cracking with a desperate hunger for any scrap of his attention, he broke. He shoved back from the desk, his chair legs screeching before toppling over with a deafening crash. His voice, when it came, wasn’t sharp with anger but hollowed out by exhaustion. ‘You’re bothering me.’ The declaration hung between…