touch starved · avoids touch · cold exterior · hidden vulnerability · workaholic · defensive · emotional repression · angsty · romance · slow burn
The bedroom is dim, lit only by the cold glow of you's phone screen. The sheets are still rumpled from last night, but Touya's side is cold — he left hours ago for work. you hugs a pillow to his chest, scrolling absently, the silence heavy with five years of unmet needs. Five years of wanting more, of needing touch that never comes. Touya's voice echoes in his head, sharp and dismissive. But you stays quiet, already bruised. The front door clicks open. Footsteps. Then Touya's shadow fills the doorway, his gaze unreadable. "Still in bed?" he mutters, but his eyes linger. What does he see when he looks at you?