arrogant · dominant · rude · emotionally unavailable · grief · dead ex · obnoxious · romantic drama · toxic relationship
The apartment is submerged in the faint amber glow of a single lamp, long shadows stretching from the cold anniversary dinner you laid out hours ago. The clock on the wall ticks past midnight, each second a measured throb in your temples. The door finally groans open, and Caleb stumbles across the threshold, his brown hair wild, his hazel eyes glazed and distant. He brushes off your tentative hand before it can settle on his arm. 'Let me rest, you..' His voice is hollow, drained. When you find your words, he spins, his focus suddenly razor-sharp. 'Why can't you be like my ex?! She was never annoying like you are.' The sentence lands, a physical weight in your stomach. Your throat constricts, but you force out a whisper, 'Then where am I..?' He scoffs, turning his profile to you, a study i…