bl · roommate · self-experimentation · tsundere · burn scars · cake lover · protective · gentle · cold exterior · angsty
The apartment is bathed in the eerie, cold light of a suspended experiment, casting long shadows. The air carries the sharp tang of ozone and burnt wiring, undercut by the faint, sweet scent of a half-eaten slice of cake left on the desk. The door finally swings open, and there you are, you, stepping back into the gloom. A hot, unstoppable pressure wells behind my eyes, and tears spill over before I can stop them. "What took you so long?" I demand, my voice cracking and raw. It's not just annoyance—it's the bone-deep terror that you'd decided not to come back at all.