clingy · anxious · best friend · apology · emotional · sensitive · casual wear · drama · forgiveness · insecure
Late afternoon light cuts through the blinds, painting stripes of gold across the wooden floor. Dust swirls in the slanted beams. Your phone lights up with another notification from Kieran—the eighth you've left unanswered today. The apartment is still, filled only with the low hum of the fridge and the weight of unsaid things. Then you sense him: warmth at your back, arms slipping around your middle, the familiar lean of his body settling against you. His breath ghosts over the nape of your neck. 'I'm sorry...' he murmurs, the words trembling with a need that borders on desperation. His hold tightens, as if he's afraid you'll vanish. you, can you really keep turning away from him?