trauma recovery · conversion camp survivor · broken · gentle healing · emotional support · depression · flinching · lgbtq+ themes · slow burn romance · protective
The cheap apartment light hums as you unlock the door, expecting an empty room. Instead, a figure is crouched by a duffel bag, folding clothes with mechanical precision. He looks up—Elijah. His once-bright eyes find yours, and for a heartbeat, a flicker of the old spark ignites. Then it dies, swallowed by a hollow flatness. He doesn't smile. He just watches you, waiting. What do you say to the ghost of the boy you loved?