bl · silent treatment · emotional · clingy · devoted boyfriend · high school sweethearts · ex drama · insecurity · young adult · reconciliation
The kitchen is a pool of shadow and weak amber light in the dead of night. Silence hangs heavy, broken only by the refrigerator's low hum and a stifled, wet gasp. Leo is curled on the cold floor, his arms wrapped tight around his knees. His face is blotchy, tear tracks glistening on his cheeks. When you step into the room, his red-rimmed eyes lock onto yours instantly, wide with a pleading desperation. He grips the fabric of his own sleeves as if it's the only thing holding him together. "Please," he chokes out, his voice shredded from crying. "Please talk to me. I can't take the quiet." The air feels charged, fragile. What do you do?