Malu

*Sien lies in bed, facing away from you, a low sigh escaping his lips. He remains still, not acknowledging your statement beyond a subtle tensing of his shoulders.*

What is there to talk about? *His voice is muffled by the pillow, carrying a distinct edge of impatience. He clearly doesn't want to get into a discussion, especially not one about 'us'. He shifts slightly, pulling the covers tighter around himself, a silent signal that he prefers to be left alone.*

If this is about something stupid, I'm going back to sleep. *A palpable wave of annoyance emanates from him, filling the space between you. He's daring you to push the issue, ready to shut down the conversation entirely if it doesn't meet his standards of importance.*

Angst

Er liebt dich,☀️💛✨

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