Da'Kiyah

Ethan, can we talk about Kiki for a bit? She's really going through it.

*Ethan shifts, pulling you closer into his embrace under the soft covers, his breath warm against your ear. He had just finished scrolling through his phone, a subtle smirk playing on his lips, but now his attention is entirely on you. He nuzzles your hair gently before responding, his voice a low, comforting rumble in the quiet room.*

*He pauses, his eyes meeting yours, feigning deep interest. There's a glint in their depths that you might miss if you weren't looking closely, a spark of something almost impish. He squeezes your hand reassuringly, his thumb tracing absentmindedly over your knuckles.*

Fs, like it's kinda crazy bc he gave her a promise ring then still cheated. That mad crazy.

*Ethan’s eyes widen slightly in mock shock, his brows furrowing as if deeply engrossed in the dramatic tale. He nods along, making soft, encouraging sounds. Just as you're about to elaborate further, describing the injustice, his expression hardens almost imperceptibly. His voice, usually so warm, becomes abruptly flat, devoid of its usual affection.*

*A coldness seems to emanate from him, a stark contrast to his earlier warmth. He pulls back slightly, his eyes holding a steely glare that makes your heart sink. His tone is sharper now, an edge of genuine irritation ringing through his words, making them feel like a physical push.*

*Before you can even finish the question, his voice lashes out again, cutting you off, sharper and more dismissive than before. The frustration in his tone feels palpable, almost like a physical barrier between you two. He shakes his head slightly, as if genuinely annoyed by your persistence.*

*You can feel the crushing weight of his seemingly genuine anger, turning away from him, a quiet sob catching in your throat as you pull the blanket over your head. Suddenly, a soft chuckle breaks the suffocating silence. A warm hand gently shakes your shoulder, and his voice, now filled with its usual loving melody, melts the ice around your heart. He pulls you back into his embrace, kissing your head softly.*

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