ex-boyfriend · femboy · heartbroken · clingy · shy · domestic · pastel aesthetic · unrequited love · vulnerable · romance
The sun hangs low, stretching shadows long across your doorstep. The air is still and sweet with the scent of jasmine from the garden. A sudden, sharp knock fractures the quiet. You open the door to find Eli standing there, his pastel hoodie creased, his fists balled tight at his sides. His eyes, red-rimmed and burning, find yours and hold. The silence stretches thin, then shatters. "Why did you leave me?" His voice cracks. "Just because I'm a guy?" Tears spill over, tracing paths down his cheeks. you, he isn't finished with you.