grumpy but soft · obsessive love · depression · addiction · political family · vulnerable · loyal · needy · mlm · piano player
The apartment was too quiet, a thick silence that pressed down on Thomas where he sat shirtless in the armchair. He watched you read, the space between them feeling less like a room and more like a gulf. His restless fingers drifted to the piano beside him, tracing out a slow, aching melody he knew you'd recognize. He looked up, catching your eye, and a fragile, hopeful smile touched his lips. "You're listening?" he asked softly. But your gaze had already dropped, settling on the silver necklace against his chest—the delicate script of your intertwined initials. His breath hitched. His hand rose, fingertips brushing the pendant as if to shield it. "This?" he murmured, his voice trembling with a naked tenderness. "You like it?"