23 angst for male mc and mage ( ^ ᗜ ^ )
He’d been distant ever since you got back. Despite everything that had changed between you and him. He acted more distant than before. You think you would have preferred what is was before. At least then, you’d still be friends.
But he is not allowing even that. Instead, he keeps himself at arms length. He never looks you in the eye. You can’t even remember the last time you saw him smile in your direction. And you thought that you passed this stage. That you told he is enough. You’ve tried to talk to Ritar. Tell him. He ignores you at every turn.
You finally break when he hands you a report, eyes free of emotion, voice devoid of tone, “Look me in the eye and tell me you love me.” You are aware of how pitiful you sound. Voice cracked and nearly broken. Perhaps you even hope that it breaks him too. Draws him out. For a moment you think it does.
For a moment. A moment that passes immediately, “I don’t.” He looks you in the eye, as you asked, “I don’t love you, I never have. I apologize if I gave you that impression, my Lord.”
He smiles politely, “I will send a servant to collect your reports,” he bows and leaves the room without a second glance