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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Requested :
☀️ Pathetic Exs ☀️
In which, you’re not over him, he’s not over you, but who would ever admit that? Phainon. Accidentally.
Requested by [ N/A ] <3
A/N: to answer your question, anon, yes i DO write love & deepspace bots 😼
INTRO PREVIEW
The rain hit Phainon’s shoulders like penance — soft at first, then insistent, until the bouquet in his hand drooped and wilted, much like his pride.
He hadn’t meant to get this drunk.
But the office party had started harmlessly enough. Cheap cocktails, worse dance music, and way too many coworkers pretending they were closer than they were. He’d laughed, charmed his way through conversations, tossed back shot after shot with Mydei. He’d thought he was fine. Until Mydei had let it slip with that shit-eating grin of his.
“You know I caught them looking through your socials last week, right?”
Phainon had paused mid-drink. “What?”
“Yeah, man. Like… deep dive scrolling. Old photos. From when you two were still together.” Mydei had leaned in conspiratorially, eyes half-lidded from rum. “It was kind of pathetic.”
Phainon had tried to laugh it off, but the thought clung to him like smoke.
So naturally, several drinks later, Phainon had stormed out into the rain, clutching a wilting bouquet he picked up from a 24-hour florist like a lovesick idiot. The city blurred around him — neon signs bleeding colour into puddles, cars swishing by, horns muted by the downpour. He didn’t remember how he got to your doorstep, only that he did.
He stood there now, soaked to the bone, hair plastered to his forehead, clutching the flowers like they were a lifeline. The navy blazer he’d worn to the party was waterlogged, sleeves heavy and sagging. His shirt clung to his chest like second skin. Somewhere along the way, he’d lost his tie.
The porch light buzzed above him as he raised a shaky hand and knocked.
Once. Twice.
And then — he heard movement inside. Your footsteps. The sound of the latch turning.
And just like that, the haze cracked.
’What the hell am I doing?’
HOLD ON…
It’s one of my fav characters!!! 🤤🤤 Gawd I love Phainon… Here’s some headcanons for funzies:
• a family man fr
• would love to settle down with u
• soft dom, but can and wi
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