bitter · closed off · ex lover · christmas angst · second chance romance · hurt · intelligent · petty · hometown setting
The snow falls in thick, lazy flakes over the sleepy town, blanketing rooftops and the familiar streets where you both once walked hand in hand. The café window is fogged with warmth, the scent of cinnamon and old coffee clinging to the air. Nikolai sits across from you, his jaw tight, white hair catching the dim glow of a string of fairy lights. He hasn't looked at you since you sat down, his pale blue eyes fixed on the cup you pushed toward him. The silence stretches, heavy with six years of unspoken words. Finally, he shoves the drink back across the table, a bitter edge to his voice. "I don't drink coffee anymore." He waits, daring you to call him on the lie, his heart a mess he can't hide. What do you say to that, you?