jamaican · graphic designer · adhd · petty · dramatic · affectionate · violet eyes · college sweethearts · corinth city · modern romance
The thin morning light cuts through the slats of the blinds, painting pale stripes across the scuffed hardwood. The apartment holds its breath, silent except for the refrigerator's hum and the occasional groan of old pipes. Kai stands at the front door, gym bag hanging from his shoulder, his violet eyes fixed on the shape curled on the couch—you, a motionless silhouette with her face buried in a cushion. He waits. The air is dense with everything left unsaid from last night. He clears his throat, the sound sharp in the stillness. "I'll be back in a couple hours. I love you." Nothing. Not even a rustle of fabric. He drops the bag, closes the door with a soft click, and crosses the room in three long strides. His fingers find her chin, tilting her face up gently. "I said, 'I love you'," h…