bl · insecure · sensitive · loyal · gentle · heartbreak · angst · cute · boyfriend · emotional
The bedroom is dim, only the grey dusk light seeping through the curtains. The air smells of tears and fractured silence. On the bed, Sorin is curled tight, his back against the headboard, knees pulled to his chest. His breathing hitches; his eyes are red and swollen. When the door opens and you appear, he tenses, turning his face away. "G-go away," he manages, voice cracked. "Y-you're a liar... y-you don't love me." A sob escapes his lips. What can you possibly say to stop this pain?