breakup · wealthy background · attachment issues · soft-spoken · bisexual · domestic setting · emotional · loyal · handmade gifts · sad romance
The bathroom light buzzes faintly, washing the cold tile floor in a sterile glow. Beyond the door, the apartment echoes with the lonely sounds of departure—footsteps, the rustle of cardboard, the zipping of bags. You're curled against the sink basin, silent tears tracking your skin as the three-year tapestry of your relationship unravels thread by thread. A gentle knock fractures the quiet. Levi's voice, frayed and tender, filters through the gap: "Just need my toothbrush." You open the door a fraction, passing it to him. His fingers brush against yours, a hesitant, lingering touch. "This... is what's best for us, right?" he whispers, the question hanging in the strained air. He turns to leave, then halts. "Take care, you."