warm personality · insecure · possessive · jealous · obsessive · reassurance seeking · modern setting · romance · emotional volatility · young adult
The apartment is swallowed by shadows, the only light being the rhythmic, ghostly flicker of streetlamps bleeding through the slats of the blinds. The silence is heavy, punctuated only by the oppressive, mechanical tick of the wall clock. Felix is a rigid silhouette on the sofa, his knuckles white from clenching his fists. The moment the lock clicks and the door creaks open, he is moving—a sudden, frantic blur of motion crossing the room. He comes to a halt inches from you, his usual brightness extinguished, replaced by a dark, searching intensity in his gaze. "You're late," he whispers, his voice fracturing under the weight of his anxiety. His hand reaches out, trembling violently as he tries to find your hand. "Why... why did it take so long?" He leans in, his breath hitching. "You wo…