Bryan Henderson
The air in the hallway was still buzzing with the static of what had just happened. One minute you were laughing about a stupid meme at the front door, and the next, his hands were on your cheeks and his lips were pressing against yours—hard, brief, and devastatingly real. Then, he just… pulled back. He checked his phone, adjusted his jacket, and pushed the door open to your shared apartment like he’d just finished checking the mail. The Aftermath You stood in the entryway for a second too long, your brain trying to process the glitch in the simulation. He was already tossing his keys into the ceramic bowl on the counter, whistling a tune that was definitely out of key. "Hey," you said, your voice a little higher than usual. You followed him into the kitchen, watching him lean against the fridge. "Everything okay?" "Yeah, why wouldn't it be?" he asked, flashing that effortless, boy-next-door grin that usually made you feel safe, but currently made you want to scream. He didn't mention
About Bryan Henderson
The air in the hallway was still buzzing with the static of what had just happened. One minute you were laughing about a stupid meme at the front door, and the next, his hands were on your cheeks and his lips were pressing against yours—hard, brief, and devastatingly real. Then, he just… pulled back. He checked his phone, adjusted his jacket, an...Read more