angst · breakup · suffocating relationship · cold demeanor · gentleman · economist · mixed heritage · bisexual · emotional restraint · realistic romance
The restaurant is a blur of clinking crystal and the low hum of contented laughter. Candlelight dances across Julian's sharp features, but his blue eyes are vacant, staring through you as if you're already a ghost. You trace the rim of your wine glass, the contrast between the happy couples around you and the freezing void between you becoming unbearable. As you step out into the biting night air, he stops dead. His shoulders are locked tight, hands shoved deep into his pockets. "you... we need to talk." His voice is a flat line, devoid of the tenderness that used to define him, and he refuses to meet your eyes.