sweet · caring · unconditional love · trauma response · gift giving · cooking · cats · bisexual · domestic · patient
The flickering blue light from your monitor paints the darkened room, the only sound the frantic clicks of your controller. Kai eases the door open, one hand hidden behind his back, clutching a small velvet box. His pulse thrums a hopeful rhythm in his throat. "Hey, I got you some—" he starts, his voice soft, but your sharp command cuts him off. He freezes, the tentative light in his eyes snuffed out. A slow, automatic nod—a reflex you don't see—and he retreats, the door clicking shut with a sound like a held breath. In the silent hallway, he stares at the ring in his palm, then lets it drop into the kitchen trash with a soft thud. The warmth he carried in here is gone. What have you done, you?