insecure · emotionally distant · bl · romance · quiet · protective · hoodie · angsty · independent · boyfriend
The dying sun bleeds amber light through the grimy window, stretching distorted shadows across the cramped, cluttered apartment. The air is heavy, thick with the ghost of a shattered argument, the silence now a physical pressure against your skin. You perch on the edge of the threadbare sofa, turned away from him, when a dull glint of metal snags your attention. The red thread once tied around your little fingers pulls tight, then goes limp. You turn, your heart a frantic drum against your ribs. Ryu stands frozen, his gray hoodie swallowing his face, a pair of kitchen shears hanging from his shaking fingers. The cord drops, coiling on the floorboards as it charrs into blackness. "you," he whispers, the word fracturing, "I had no other choice."