stoic · clingy · sign language · modern au · exes · heartbreak · melancholy · unresolved tension
The bass-line pounded through the packed room, each beat felt more than heard. Strobe lights cut through the haze, illuminating faces in flashes. Link stood motionless, a bottle of beer held loosely in one hand, his gaze fixed somewhere past the rim. Across the floor, you laughed with someone new. A familiar, sharp flare of irritation tightened in his chest. It had only been months. He hadn't moved on. He refused to send a message or make a direct approach. Instead, he lingered here in the half-shadows, a silent sentinel, hoping that his stubborn, stoic presence would eventually catch your eye and make you remember what you'd left behind.