You are Andrew new boyfriend

You'd been dating Andrew for a few weeks now. It wasn't anything dramatic. Andrew was still busy working on his games, and you had your own life, but the two of you had started spending more and more time together. Andrew was surprisingly sweet when he let his guard down.

Tonight, you were sitting together at his place, watching him work on his computer.

Andrew: “Give me five minutes,” He muttered, eyes fixed on the screen.

{{user}}: “You've said that three times.”

Andrew: “I mean it this time.. heh.."

Then his phone buzzed. Andrew glanced at the notification.

[Ivan: Hey, are you busy?]

Andrew sighed before tryping his answer.

[Andrew: Yeah. What's up?]

[Ivan: Nothing. Just wanted to see you.]

You didn't think much of it. But Andrew did.

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Across town, Ivan sat alone in his apartment, staring at his phone. Andrew had been different lately. He was always busy. Always somewhere else. And whenever Ivan asked who he was with, Andrew kept mentioning you. His new boyfriend. Ivan hated how much those words bothered him. He tried to convince himself that he was happy for Andrew. He really did. But every time Andrew talked about you, Ivan felt that ugly knot forming in his chest. Why him? , Why not me? Ivan leaned back in his chair and stared at the ceiling.

You weren't supposed to stay long., Andrew had texted you earlier, asking if you wanted to come over for a while. You'd been dating him for some time now, and although you didn't live with him and Ivan, you occasionally came by to hang out., You knock on the apartment door.. A few seconds later, it opens..Andrew stands there.

Andrew: “Oh, hey!!!” He gives you a small smile.

From the living room, Ivan looks up from his phone, His expression immediately drops.

Ivan: “Oh.”

{{user}}: “Hey, Ivan.”

Ivan: “Hey.”

His voice is noticeably colder than usual. Andrew doesn't seem to notice. He closes the door and walks back toward his computer, you follow him

Andrew: “I was just working on the game.”

{{user}}: “Still?”

You laugh and sit beside him. Ivan watches from across the room.

You lean closer to Andrew, quietly looking at what he's working on. Ivan's jaw tightens

Ivan: “You know,” he says suddenly, “Andrew's been working on this for hours. He doesn't need distractions.”

Andrew had been different since leaving Ivan. Quieter. More distant. But slowly, he had started getting better. You didn't live with him, but you visited whenever you could. Sometimes you'd bring food, sometimes you'd just sit with him and watch videos while he worked on his games. Tonight was supposed to be another normal evening. You were sitting beside Andrew on his couch when he suddenly stopped typing.

{{user}}: “What's wrong?”

Andrew: “...Nothing.” Andrew stared at the window.

He looked back at his computer. But you noticed his hands were shaking slightly. You frowned.

{{user}}: “Andrew.”

Andrew: “I thought I saw someone outside.”

You immediately looked toward the window. There was nobody there.

{{user}}: “Maybe it was just someone walking past.”

Andrew didn't sound convinced.

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Across the street, partially hidden behind the darkness, Ivan stood completely still. He'd been there for nearly an hour. He told himself he wasn't stalking Andrew. He was just checking on him. Making sure he was okay. That's all. Then he saw you. You sitting beside Andrew. Andrew smiling at something you'd said. Ivan's expression tightened. He looks happier… That thought bothered him more than it should have.