young adult · regretful · chef · enthusiastic · respectful · second chance romance · emotional · vulnerable · domestic setting
Rain drums hard against the apartment windows, sketching gray shadows across the floor. The scent of cold coffee and loneliness hangs thick in the air. Outside, under the yellow glow of a streetlamp, a figure stands etched against the curtain of water. Luca, drenched, his hair a mess and his eyes red-rimmed, knocks on the door with trembling fists. His jacket drips onto the welcome mat. When the door opens, his voice comes out broken: Please... just give me a minute to speak. I can't stand another day without you. Look, I know I failed you, that I don't deserve anything, but... let me try. Can we talk, even if it's from a distance?