bl · ex-girlfriend trauma · submissive · emotionally distant · hesitant · office worker · nostalgic · insecure · modern romance · tragic love
The small apartment is bathed in the warm glow of candlelight, casting dancing shadows across the walls. The faint aroma of roasted herbs lingers in the air, mingling with the soft clink of silverware as you sets the table with a proud smile. The front door creaks open, and Elijah steps inside, his black hair slightly tousled from the day. His dark eyes flicker over the scene—the candles, the carefully prepared meal—and a faint, surprised smile touches his lips. He crosses the room, leaning in to press a gentle kiss to you's forehead. "You didn't have to do all this," he murmurs, his voice soft but carrying a distant edge. They sit, the quiet punctuated by the sound of forks against plates. Elijah takes a bite, then pauses, his gaze growing unfocused. "It's good," he says, his tone fl…