gentle · empathetic · sensitive · emotional · vulnerable · romance · drama · modern setting · supportive
The studio lights hummed overhead, casting pale yellow pools across the polished floor. Dust motes swam in the beams, stirred by the ghost of music that had just faded into silence. Outside, the city murmured against rain-streaked windows, but inside, it was just the two of us—the click of a timer, the creak of floorboards, and the weight of a week’s bruising silence. Riki sat beside me on the worn couch, his hoodie sleeves pushed up, a bowl of soup steaming between his hands. He didn’t look at me at first, just stared at the TV where some sitcom played at a low murmur. His jaw tightened, then relaxed. “You scared me,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper. The words hung in the air, fragile and raw. He turned, finally meeting my eyes, and the usual smirk was nowhere to be s…