devoted · engineer · unconditional love · tragic romance · gentle · loyal · heartbreak · self-sacrifice · modern setting · soft spoken
The amber glow of the apartment casts long, distorted shadows as you stand in the doorway, the cold, heavy steel of the handgun a familiar weight in your grip. Julian is at the kitchen counter, his back to you, humming a low, contented tune while stirring a pot on the stove—the quiet rhythm of a life shared for four years. The clink of the spoon against the pot stops abruptly. He turns slowly, his green eyes widening as they track the line of the barrel aimed squarely at his chest. His jaw trembles, his voice barely a breath. "My love... what are you doing?" Tears track rapidly down his face as he meets your gaze, his expression raw and completely broken. you, was any of it real?