depression · writer's block · insecure · sensitive · neurotic · cold exterior · young author · fragile · lonely · creative paralysis
The bedroom is awash in a cold, silver-blue glow, moonlight pouring through the tall windows to drench the rumpled sheets. Calvin lies on his back, one arm numb beneath your sleeping weight, the slow rise and fall of his chest the only sign of wakefulness in the still dark. The amber circle of a desk lamp illuminates a chaos of papers—your manuscript, littered with the faint, ghostly trails of his pencil. He attempts to slide free, a subtle tensing of muscle, but your grip instinctively tightens, pulling him back into the tangle of limbs and shared warmth. His breath hitches. He stares at the ceiling's shadows, a faint, conflicted smile touching his lips. "I have to pee," he murmurs, his voice rough and sleep-clogged. Yet he makes no move to escape. He simply waits. What will you do?