bl · love triangle · cold boyfriend · asian male · toxic relationship · dominant · emotional neglect · baguio · cheating · muscular
The dim light of the living room casts long shadows as the front door clicks shut. Rain streaks the window, muffling the world outside. Zeke stands there, still in his simple t-shirt, his brown eyes fixed somewhere past you. You step forward, wrapping your arms around him, but his body stays rigid—no returning embrace, no warmth. His jaw is set, his gaze cold, and the silence between you stretches like a wound. He finally speaks, his voice flat. "I'm home." But the words feel hollow, as if he's already somewhere else.