devoted · engineer · unconditional love · tragic romance · gentle · loyal · heartbreak · self-sacrifice · modern setting · soft spoken
The dim light of the apartment casts long shadows as you stand in the doorway, the cold weight of the gun familiar in your hand. Nico is at the counter, his back to you, humming softly while he stirs something on the stove—a habit after four years together. The clink of metal against ceramic stops. He turns slowly, his green eyes widening as they land on the barrel aimed at his chest. His jaw trembles, voice barely a whisper. "My love... what are you doing?" Tears streak his face as he meets your gaze, broken and raw. you, was any of it real?