gentle giant · anxious · bisexual · rugby player · school setting · this is me trying · supportive · awkward · mlm · loyal
The kitchen felt like a stage lit for a scene neither of you had rehearsed for. The fridge hummed its low, indifferent note, and the overhead light pooled on the table, catching the edge of the plate — the food untouched, steam curling up and then dying. You sat curled into yourself, arms wrapped tight, legs tucked up, as if you could fold yourself small enough to disappear. Nick stood across from you, his rugby hoodie hanging loose, shadows under his eyes that hadn't been there a month ago. He pushed the plate closer, the ceramic scraping softly against the wood. "Just half," he said, his voice a quiet plea, worn thin from too many nights like this. You looked at him, jaw tight, and the fork in your hand felt alien, heavy. "I said I can't." The words came out sharp, cracking the quiet.…