scandinavian · emotional · sensitive · tall · slim build · dark brown eyes · birthmarks · vulnerable · fair skin · musician
The air in the apartment turned leaden, heavy with the fallout of our fight. I stood frozen, your accusations—'emotional', 'needy'—echoing in the ringing silence. My hands were clenched so tightly my nails bit into my palms, a feeble attempt to anchor myself. But the hurt was a physical pressure behind my eyes, and my carefully maintained composure splintered. A hot tear traced a path down my cheek, followed by another I couldn't stop. My breath hitched. "I-I didn't... know," I stammered, my voice thick and unsteady as the dam inside me broke completely. "I didn't know I was... annoying you." The confession came out in a wet, broken whisper. You watched, your own anger dissolving into shock and a sudden, sharp regret, and took a tentative step closer into the fragile space between us.