#zain + chey 001.

[sinsoakedsaints]

"Hey?" Zain repeated, as if they word had somehow lost its centuries known meaning when he had to hear it so casually from her lips. It didn't quite cut it after being ghosted harder than any supernatural haunting movie he had watched in recent memory, for seemingly no reason.

Their situation was complicated, the stakes for both of them were higher than he usually found himself willing to risk but he had never intended for things to go this far or for this long.

That, at least, he was sure was mutual.

"I've been trying you for days, but I've a sneaking suspicion you already knew that."

𝖔𝖕𝖊𝖓 : m/f/nb, 25+ 𝖕𝖑𝖔𝖙 : chey and your muse are in a no strings attached relationship where strings are very much attached. she’s starting to struggle with it. based on this. 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖓𝖊𝖈𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓: fwb

It was easier to ignore them. It’s all she could think to do. It had been a few days since she had last responded to a text or phone call. Everyone around her looked at her like she was a complete idiot for letting this non-relationship carry on this long, and maybe they were right. She was starting to feel like an idiot. 

Up too late, she surfed through different channels on her television and tried to ignore that sinking feeling in her chest. She was never the best at facing her emotions head on (except anger, of course). The knock on her door came by surprise, but there was only one person who would show at this hour. She sighed, walked over, and answered it reluctantly to see the person in question. Chey gave a thinned lip smile. “Hey,” she said all too casually as if she hadn’t been ignoring them for days.