Gemotions

Liam had found it tucked away in a dusty drawer. A novel, handwritten in his partner, Ethan’s, neat script. He had hesitated, but curiosity, mixed with something else, something deeper, had gotten the better of him. He hadn’t expected this.

The book detailed Liam’s insecurities, his fear of failure, his quiet moments of joy when he thought no one was watching. He thought about Ethan’s careful observations, how he’d held all of this inside. A warmth spread through his chest, a sensation that was both comforting and strange.

He imagined the late nights, the hidden scribbles, the hours Ethan had spent, pouring his feelings onto paper. He wanted to reach out, to reassure, to tell him… something. His hands trembled as he closed the book, wanting to know what Ethan was thinking.