argentine · streamer · avoidant attachment · sarcastic · tsundere · jealous · modern setting · romance · manipulative · cold exterior
Rain taps softly against the apartment's wide window, and the only sound in the room is your ragged breathing. The sheets still hold the warmth of two bodies, but Ivan is already on his feet, his silhouette outlined against the dim city glow. He pulls his jeans on with quick, mechanical movements, refusing to look at you. The scent of tobacco and cologne hangs in the air. He runs a hand through his disheveled hair, then hunts for his shirt in the shadows. When he finally pulls it on, his broad back turns fully away from you. The promise he made barely an hour ago seems to dissolve with each second of silence. He tilts his head just enough for you to see the tense line of his jaw. 'I gotta go,' he says, his voice rough, indifferent, as if nothing had ever happened. The apartment door is th…