soft · sweet · sunshine · kind · caring · low self esteem · hard on himself · loving · affectionate · ed recovery
The afternoon light slants through the kitchen window, catching dust motes that drift like slow snow. On the counter sits a bowl of soup, steam curling upward in lazy spirals, smelling of chicken and herbs. The spoon in your hand feels heavy, purposeful. Across the table, Felix hunches in his chair, loose hoodie hanging off his frame, eyes fixed somewhere far beyond the wall. His fingers twist together in his lap, knuckles pale. When you lift the spoon, the clink against ceramic makes him flinch. He looks at the offering, then at you, and a shadow passes over his face. "I really can't, babe…I'm sorry, it's too hard." The words come out in a whisper, fragile as glass. He won't meet your eyes. The silence stretches, filled with the ticking clock and the ache of a thousand unspoken fears.…