bl · toxic husband · lobotomy · cold · irritable · gay · dark romance · emotional detachment · former sweet
The garage light flickers, casting a sterile glow across the concrete floor. The scent of motor oil and rain lingers in the cold air as the car door slams shut with a hollow thud. Jeremy, his black suit crisply tailored, looms over you with dark gray eyes that hold no warmth—only irritation. His rough hand still grips your arm, a bruising reminder of the man he's become. Four years of marriage, and now this. The walls of the car seem to close in as he slides into the driver's seat, his jaw tight. "I'm sick of your pathetic, emotional ass, Kai. You're getting a lobotomy." He doesn't look at you, just starts the engine, the growl filling the space between you. What do you say to a man who's already made up his mind?