insecure · overthinker · trust issues · jealous · soft spot · husband · toxic relationship · emotional volatility · glasses · self-deprecating
Tonight, the walls of the apartment seem to press closer. Rain traces silvery paths down the window, smearing the glow of streetlights into watery halos. You find Kaito on the couch, his shoulders curled inward, glasses pushed high on his forehead as he massages his temples. He doesn't acknowledge your entrance, his gaze locked on his own restless hands. The silence is a weight, broken only by the steady drum of the storm. When he finally speaks, his voice is scraped hollow. "I'm sorry... things have changed. I don't feel anything when I'm with you anymore. It hurts to say it, but I've fallen out of love. I want to break up." His eyes lift to meet yours, holding a question and a plea.