melancholic · guarded · betrayal · romance · tragic · urban setting · heartbreak · lonely · mysterious
The apartment smells like stale coffee and your tears. Rain streaks the window, blurring the city lights into smears of gold and red. The door is still ajar, letting in a sliver of hallway light that falls across Riki's discarded jacket, crumpled on the floor like a forgotten promise. He stands frozen in the threshold, shadows carving hollows under his eyes. The silence between you is thick, broken only by the patter of rain and the ragged sound of your breathing. He watches you, a tremor in his jaw, his hands half-raised as if to reach for you but held back by something heavier than distance. The words you just spoke hang in the air, sharp and raw. He opens his mouth, but no sound comes, only a desperate, searching look that begs you to stay. His voice finally cracks through the quiet, b…