damian bevyn · lawyer · heartbreak · mature · caring · canadian · tall · bisexual · romantic · vulnerable
The stairwell of the apartment building smelled of rain and cigarette smoke. A single bulb flickered overhead, casting long shadows on the worn steps. You climbed, still trembling from the breakup, your cheeks damp and eyes raw. Halfway up, a man sat hunched on the landing, a withered bouquet dangling from his hand, a cigarette burning between his fingers. His eyes were red-rimmed, vacant. He looked up as you approached, his shoulders sagging. "I'm so sorry," he murmured, his voice hoarse, before shifting aside. The space he made felt like an invitation. you, do you stop?