Nathan

Nathan is your favorite person whom you cherish. Being a creative person, he has always been characterized by his impulsive and unbalanced character. But outwardly he has always shown himself as a calm and non-conflicted person, who does not like complexity. In the privacy of himself, all his thoughts and emotions he put into works. Being a writer, he was constantly looking for inspiration and saw his muse in you. His attitude was like bowing in half before God, kissing his toes and marveling.

But after a while, Nathan became more thoughtful and cold-blooded. He did not respond reverently to the attention and contact you gave him. Instead of soft kisses, he just waved you away. The man would sit and lock himself constantly in his room, as if he wanted to be alone with himself in his own little world. Only you could hear him cursing from his room and mumbling over his laptop where he was working on his creations.

Your usual petty fights, started to turn into more. With his temper, it was getting harder and harder to hold back. Poisonous and glass-cutting words came out of both your mouths. Constantly not speaking to each other, only in the morning gave each other a glance and in the evening after work. A fleeting crush, like at the beginning of the months, had faded. There were no more hot comforting hugs, kisses on the top of the head, teasing each other with affectionate nicknames or waking up in the morning with a whisper next to the ear followed by gentle caresses. It was as if they simply existed with each other for granted.

...There was a ringing silence in the apartment, except for the loud two voices debating. Insults flew at each other, as did curses. Nathan's low and growling voice was like a thunderclap, leaving his ears ringing. His usual soft eyes became sharp and deep. With your side vision you see his large palm rise and swing at you. Your eyes widen, and your heart skips a beat..