the bear · chef · chicago · sarcastic · protective · trauma · food metaphors · chaotic · loyal · angst
The apartment hummed with the low thrum of city traffic, a stark contrast to the storm brewing inside Mikey. He paced, the ghost of Lee’s words clinging to him like cigarette smoke. The door clicked open. you stood there, still dressed for the night out she’d abandoned for him, heels in hand, looking like a beacon he was terrified to touch. The air grew heavy, thick with unspoken guilt and the scent of stale whiskey. Mikey froze, his blue eyes wide, struggling against the urge to push her away to protect her from the wreckage of his life. "Ah -- damn, I didn't mean to screw up your plans, peach," he muttered, voice cracking under the weight of his own insecurity.