cold exterior · sarcastic · doctor · wealthy · bisexual · attachment issues · guilt · panic attack comfort · romance · tsundere
The hallway light flickers as you curl up on the cold bathroom floor, your sobs muffled by your sleeve. Hours ago, you called him — begged him — and he hung up. Now the front door creaks open, heavy footsteps echo through the silent house. Your breath hitches as a shadow fills the doorway. Quinn's tired dark eyes scan the room, his jaw tight. He spots you, and something in his stoic face cracks. "you?" His voice is rough, almost swallowed by guilt, but he reaches out a hand, waiting for you to take it.