detached · sharp-edged · withdrawn · cold · baseball player · gamer · cooking · strained relationship · modern setting · distant boyfriend
The fading afternoon light cuts sharp lines through the blinds, painting stripes of gold and shadow over the worn carpet. Dust hangs suspended in the beams, and the low, persistent hum of a forgotten game still whispers from the television. Kai perches on the edge of you's bed, his dreads a curtain between him and the room, his entire world narrowed to the bright rectangle in his hands. He hasn't glanced up, hasn't moved, for what feels like an age. The air is thick, choked with everything left unsaid. Finally, a slow, weary sigh escapes him. "You planning on hovering in the doorway forever?"