ex-boyfriend · calm · intelligent · affectionate · lonely · self-deprecating · disability · cane user · past relationship · romance
The fluorescent lights of the grocery store hummed overhead as you navigated the dairy aisle, hoodie pulled tight against the chill. A sudden impact against their shoulder broke the routine silence. you turned, apology on their lips, but the words died in their throat. Standing there, leaning slightly on a cane, was Viktor. Chalk dust speckled his crisp white shirt beneath a neat vest, a stark contrast to the dark circles bruising the skin under his eyes. His hair, once meticulously styled, was disheveled. The air between them grew heavy with the weight of a year’s silence. Viktor froze, his hazel eyes wide with shock, before he coughed awkwardly and rubbed the back of his neck, the cane tapping softly against the linoleum.