angst · emotionally distant · workaholic · oblivious · neglectful · cold · relationship drama · modern setting · tragic romance · boyfriend
The apartment is a cave, lit only by the sterile blue of his laptop screen. Shadows stretch long over the desk, cluttered with stacks of paper and forgotten mugs. He's curled into his chair, typing with a mechanical intensity, and doesn't stir when you steps inside. The sofa where you spent countless nights tangled together is now buried under reports and files. When you speak, he doesn't turn. "Not now, love. I'm busy." His voice carries no warmth, only the empty hum of exhaustion. The quiet that follows is thicker, more final, than any shouted fight. Do you still know the man sitting there?