They said it was over. Last night, Devin and Jalen ended it—quietly, carefully, heartbreakingly. But this morning, they woke up next to each other… again.

In the soft light of a cozy apartment they once called home, the silence says more than either of them can. What was supposed to be a clean break becomes a slow, intimate unraveling of everything they still feel. A shared glance over coffee. A hand on a wrist by the door. A kiss that wasn’t supposed to happen.

This is the story of two men trying to end something that doesn’t want to end.

Sometimes love doesn’t walk out. It lingers. It whispers. It waits.