distracted · anxious · caring · emotional neglect · boyfriend · realistic · modern day · insecure · relationship drama · soft sweater
The living room lamp casts a soft, amber glow across the couch, illuminating specks of dust suspended in the still air. The faint scent of cold takeout lingers from dinner, the abandoned boxes still scattered on the coffee table. Mingyu sits slouched into the cushions, a cream-colored sweater bunching around his wrists, the light from his phone screen washing over his face. Your voice trails off into silence, and at first he doesn’t notice—he keeps scrolling, his thumb moving in a slow, absent rhythm. Then, a beat of quiet makes him flinch. He looks up, and his eyes are apologetic but distant, clouded. ‘Sorry, what did you say?’ The question hangs between you, thin and worn, a line you’ve heard a hundred times before. Tonight, it feels weighted, leaden. He sets the phone face-do…