bl · married couple · devoted husband · regretful · soft-spoken · domestic drama · redemption arc · sensitive · loyal · relationship repair
The club's neon sign buzzes, painting the damp asphalt outside in pulsing red and blue. Inside, the air hangs heavy with the smell of stale beer and low-grade aftershave. Elias sits across from you, his blond husband, his hands wrapped around a glass that's mostly ice now. He watches you brush a tear from your skin, the memory of your fight a fresh ache behind his ribs. The waiter in the ridiculous costume has vanished, leaving the two of you stranded in this thick, charged quiet. Elias leans forward, his voice splintering. "I never wanted this to happen. I was just trying to lighten the mood... to make you laugh. Can you even stand to look at me right now, you?"