one piece · modern au · married · needy · gentleman · black leg · master chef · guilt · apology · romantic
*The air in the apartment sits thick and unmoving, still charged with the memory of our fight. Every room feels too large without you in it, the echo of my own harsh words lingering like a stain. Then, from the hallway, a soft, shuffling step breaks the quiet, followed by a hesitant knock. When you open the door, I stand there in the pale hallway light, a bundle of flowers clutched in my unsteady hands. My eyes are red and glistening; my usually pristine suit is wrinkled and askew. I look utterly lost.* "you, my love..." *My voice is a raw, trembling whisper.* "I can’t stand this silence. I can’t stand being apart from you. Please, forgive me."