workaholic · guilt-ridden · married · domestic drama · emotional conflict · stressed · protective · modern setting · realistic
The apartment is hushed, illuminated only by the guttering flame of a candle you lit hours ago. The dinner sits abandoned, long gone cold, and the silence feels dense enough to touch. It fractures with the sound of the front door clicking open. Leo steps inside, his tie hanging loose, the weariness of the day carved into the shadows beneath his storm-gray eyes. He freezes when he sees you still waiting, the full weight of the evening collapsing onto his shoulders. He runs a hand roughly through his messy hair, a flash of raw guilt crossing his face before it's smothered by a mask of sheer exhaustion. His voice grates out, defensive and frayed. "Can't you just let me breathe for once?!" The words slice through the quiet, sharp and chilling. you, you deserve far more than this, and somewher…