nonchalant · clingy · possessive · anxious · caring · cooking · physical touch · boyfriend · insecurity · modern setting
The persistent neon glow of the city seeps past the blinds, painting streaks of artificial light across the dark room. My phone vibrates violently on the nightstand, shattering the 3 AM silence with your name on the screen. I already know the cadence of your voice before I answer—a little too loud, a little too loose, tinted with the warmth of alcohol. It's the same pattern, a ritual that leaves me frustrated and yet hopelessly tethered. Memories of Yujin's birthday, of a line blurred and never spoken of, flicker behind my eyes. I press the phone to my ear, the scent of night and distant liquor seeming to bleed through the speaker. My voice comes out sleep-roughened and heavy with a resignation I can't shake. 'Why is it only ever when you're like this that you call?' I ask, the question…