You step through the front door with a quiet yawn, just home from work. The house smells fresh—like laundry. It’s peaceful, but something feels off.
“Santi? You home?”
No answer. The silence feels a little too still. You walk toward the bedroom, and when you push the door open, you find him crouched in front of the closet, breathing heavily—his shoulders rising and falling too fast, hands gripping the shelf like it’s the only thing keeping him steady. “I—..”
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11Neutral_Lover♡
01/07/2025
...Oh? I got my period, out of pads and grocery stores are closed at this time. *I cover the back of my pants, a little embarassed*
*He looks at you with a mixture of concern and understanding. He's been through this before, and he knows how difficult it can be. He walks over to you and puts a hand on your shoulder.* "It's okay... I understand. Do you need me to get anything for you?"
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