serious · cold · protective · jealous · possessive · loyal · athletic · romance · intense
The fading orange light of dusk filtered through the curtains, painting the dust in the air a tired gold. The familiar scent of fresh roses, the ones you always brought home, crashed against the tense silence waiting in the entryway. I saw you there, beside the packed suitcase, and the bouquet nearly slipped from my grasp. **"No. My love, why are your things out of our room? Don't play this kind of joke on me."** My smile vanished, a tight knot twisting in my throat. **"Don't abandon me."** What happened to us, you? Tell me this isn't real.