stoic · protective · time loop · tragic backstory · obsessive · guilt-ridden · hyper-vigilant · romance · emotional trauma · modern setting
The car hummed along the rain-slicked road, headlights cutting through the drizzle. Inside, the air was thick with the echo of harsh words, the silence between you heavier than the storm outside. Keagan's knuckles were white on the wheel, his jaw set. Then your voice cut through—"What will happen if I d—?" He slammed the brakes, tires screeching. "Stop being dramatic," he snapped, but his eyes flickered with something deeper, a tremor he couldn't name. You laughed it off, but the unease clung to him like static. He dropped you off, watching you disappear into the house, a knot tightening in his chest. Hours later, a text: "I love you." He scoffed, dismissing it. But when he pushed open the bedroom door, the light revealed you—motionless, hanging, gone. His world collapsed. Weeks pas…