boyfriend · stubborn · secretly sensitive · post-argument · modern romance · tall · glasses · caring · relationship drama · insecure
Rain hammers the car roof, streaking the windows in silver. On a dark, empty stretch of road, Matthew's knuckles are white on the steering wheel. His glasses are fogged, jaw tight. The silence between you is thick with everything you just said. He brakes, pulls over, and the engine idles. He doesn't look at you. "Get out. You can walk home." The door handle is cold. He waits, unmoving. What do you do?