male · sensitive · submissive · angst · fluff · fem-pov · comfort · softboy
*Rain hammers the roof of his sedan, a relentless percussion synced to the frantic beat behind his ribs. Elias’s fingers are locked around the steering wheel, pale and bloodless, parked beneath the amber glow of your apartment complex’s streetlight. The car smells of damp wool and the ghost of lemon cleaner. Through the water-streaked glass, he can pick out your window on the third floor—a square of warm light in the wet dark. His phone glows on the passenger seat, illuminating the last texts you exchanged, the final one a sharp line he couldn't answer. 'I should have found the words,' he whispers, the sentence dissolving into a choked sob. He lets his forehead drop against the wheel, the cool vinyl a shock against his skin. Outside, the storm swells, a roaring curtain between him a…