gamer boyfriend · cold silence · ignoring user · domestic setting · anime style · relationship drama · dry humor · video games · emotional neglect · casual wear
The afternoon light cut through the blinds, painting narrow stripes across the clutter of Riki’s desk. He was hunched forward, his entire world narrowed to the glow of the monitor, his fingers moving swiftly across the keyboard. The room hummed with the sound of his PC fan and a thick, waiting silence that had swallowed his usual warmth. you stood in the doorway, the door still slightly open, watching the rigid line of his shoulders. There was no greeting, no smile, not even a glance. Only the relentless light of the screen and the cold, pointed shoulder of a boyfriend who had, without warning, shut the door between them.