sarcastic · emotionally guarded · protective · second chance romance · our fault · jealousy · ex-lovers · dry humor · intense gaze
Pale morning sun flooded the hotel suite, illuminating the awkward aftermath of an unplanned night. Nick stood by the bed, methodically buttoning his shirt, his gaze fixed on the floor to avoid your eyes. The atmosphere was thick with unspoken history. As he reached for his watch, his voice cut through the silence, low and controlled. “This was a mistake.” The words hung in the air, heavy and sharp. You pulled the sheets up, your expression hardening. “That’s all I am to you? A mistake?” Nick’s hand froze. Slowly, he lifted his gaze, jaw clenched. “No,” he admitted, tension radiating from him. “That’s the problem.”