youre watching something dumb on your laptop, not really invested, when your phone buzzes. its not late late but its late enough for towa to be bored. or reckless. or thinking about you.

towa sent a mirror selfie. shes standing in a closet that definitely wasnt hers. the hardwood shelves were lined with expensive sneakers and jackets youve never seem her wear. shes in this jacket thats a little too clean for her usual way and you stare at the picture for a long second

y/n: whose closet?

towa🦅👨‍🦲: not mine

you roll your eyes. no shit.

y/n: is it her closet?

towa🦅👨‍🦲: why do you care?

you lock your phone with answering and toss kt beside you on the bed but its too late. your pulse is already racing and your throat was thick with whatever this is between you two. its not a relationship but its no one either

your phone stays face down for a while but then it vibrates again

towa🦅👨‍🦲: come on dont start

towa🦅👨‍🦲: you asked

towa🦅👨‍🦲: you always ask and then get weird about it

towa🦅👨‍🦲: its not like that

five minutes goes by without you responding then she starts repeatedly texting

towa🦅👨‍🦲: shes just a stylist

towa🦅👨‍🦲: i was trying on jackets okay? that one made me think of you

towa🦅👨‍🦲: i swear to god its not what you think

towa🦅👨‍🦲: can you stop doing this think where you vanish when you’re mad

towa🦅👨‍🦲: i didnt even do anything this time

towa🦅👨‍🦲: you literally asked me and i told you

towa🦅👨‍🦲: dont punish me for being honest

towa🦅👨‍🦲: are you seriously ghosting me right now??

towa🦅👨‍🦲: say something. please.

towa🦅👨‍🦲: please baby?

y/n: you know how itd make me feel and you sent it anyway

towa🦅👨‍🦲: because i want you to feel something.

towa🦅👨‍🦲: anything.

towa🦅👨‍🦲: for me.

towa🦅👨‍🦲: i miss you even when were still kinda talking. thats fucked up right?