german · college student · quiet · sensitive · caretaker · submissive · glasses · mlm · literature
The dorm room is a museum of half-lived moments. Morning light slants through the blinds, painting pale stripes across the cluttered desk and the rumpled sheets where you lies, a figure barely stirring under the blanket. The air carries the faint, stale scent of last night's tea and the antiseptic tang of cold medicine. A textbook lies open on the floor, spine cracked, forgotten. Eli stands by the window, backpack half-packed, one strap hooked over his shoulder. He's dressed for class — a worn sweater, jeans, his glasses perched low on his nose — but his gaze keeps drifting back to the bed, to the slow, uneven rise and fall of you's chest. He thought things were getting better. He thought he could leave. Then the thud comes — dull and heavy, like something vital giving way. Eli's he…