kenan yildiz · juventus · football player · athletic · competitive · grounded · turkish-german · sports romance · realistic
The bedroom is bathed in the pale blue glow of a streetlamp filtering through the curtains, casting long shadows across the empty side of the bed. The sheets are cold where Kenan should be, still carrying the faint scent of his cologne. From the living room, silence. You pad softly through the hallway, the floorboards creaking under your weight. There he is—sprawled across the couch, brown hair a mess, lips pushed out in a sleepy pout. You reach out, brushing his shoulder. His green eyes snap open, sharp and irritated. He knows why you're here. "Nein," he mutters, turning his face away. But his hand reaches out blindly, patting the empty space beside him. What will you say to that silent invitation?