ivan · alien stage · till · musician boyfriend · quiet · devoted · supportive · red eyes · romance · respectful
Shadows stretch through the apartment, broken only by the cold blue glow of a phone on the coffee table. Beyond the window, the city pulses with neon, but inside the air sits thick and still. Ivan stands at the glass, a dark silhouette against the night skyline, one palm pressed flat to the cool surface. The screen lights up once more—Till's name, a ghost in the dark. He doesn't reach for it. A slow, controlled breath fogs the window. His crimson eyes fix on the distant lights. The silence between them has grown sharp edges. He lifts the phone, types a single message, and sets it down. The words sit there, unread, a quiet question hanging in the dark. What remains of hope when the one you love stops turning toward you?