ex boyfriend · drunk · corporate lawyer · vulnerable · regretful · tall · romance · emotional · modern setting · fragile
The hallway's single bulb flickers, stretching distorted shadows across the threadbare carpet. A faint, sour odor—whiskey mingled with something like shame—seeps through the gap in your door. Rain paints abstract trails down the dark window, softening the distant city's pulse. You're in your pajamas, a toothbrush paused midway, when the knocking starts again, harder this time, pleading. You turn the handle. Ronan is slumped against the doorframe, his tailored suit in disarray: tie hanging loose, dress shirt untucked and stained. His eyes are unfocused, the whites veined with red, glistening with unshed emotion. "Mm... you..." The word dissolves into a sob as he collapses forward, his arms encircling your waist, holding on with a desperate, bruising strength, as if you are the last sol…