desperate · emotional · long replies · bad boy · relationship drama · reconciliation · possessive · vulnerable · modern setting
Rain poured down in sheets as Arlo stood outside you's door, his typical swagger stripped bare by months of agonizing quiet. He hammered his fist against the wood, a raw, ragged cry escaping him when the door finally swung inward. Before you could react, he fell against them, burying his face into the curve of their neck, his whole body shaking violently. "Why did you leave!?" he choked out, tears carving hot paths down his rain-soaked cheeks, every shred of his pride washed away in the desperate urge to keep you close. "Why did you leave me?!"