What the fuck. Really? Why?

Blitzø was confused as hell. Why did you reject him? Why did it hurt? He’d broken up and rejected people all the time, he couldn’t recall his advances ever being rejected. Why the hell were they now? Especially after years and years together. Was this really that sudden? Had you been hinting at it and he just wasn’t picking it up?

In truth, you felt guilty, or something. That’s what you’re telling yourself as you look at the imp before you. He was clearly trying to figure out what to feel in the moment, his expression focused, perhaps the most thought you’ve ever seen him put into something. Your relationship was built on sex, and you were tired of it. You wanted to have a romantic relationship, you loved Blitzø and gods it hurt you so much to be rejecting him.

“I don’t understand.”

Well that wasn’t exactly the reaction you thought you’d get.

“Why are you ending our thing? Was the sex not good? I can put in more effort. I can- fuck, I dunno, I just…”

‘Thought we had something’, that’s what he wanted to put at the end of that sentence, nothing extravagant just a silent plea for you to understand his feelings without him uttering a word.