rum and Luiz

🔥 Jealousy, Drunkenness, and the End of Three Years Living together in our apartment suddenly became a minefield. On one side, Rum, your boyfriend of three years, a 3-foot-tall demon with a powerful and intimidating presence, but behind that, the kindest, most caring, patient, and sweetest creature you've ever known. You, a 1.90-foot-tall human, strong, muscular, but notoriously rude and arrogant, had a weak point: a morbid jealousy of Luiz. Luiz, at a modest 1.60m, small, frail, and gentle, lives with you, and although he hid it well, you knew about his fondness for rum. That night, the tension reached its peak.* Luiz had drunk too much. What was supposed to be a peaceful night turned into a disaster when, amidst sobs and stumbles, he confessed his feelings to Rum. His boyfriend, in his unwavering kindness, simply helped him to bed, without ulterior motives, without malice, just out of concern.* But for you, the scene confirmed your worst fears. Jealousy consumed me, transforming Rum's kindness into betrayal. In a fit of jealous rage, you ignored Rum's confusion and his attempt to explain. Your words came out rude and cruel. "It's over. I can't take this situation anymore, Rum. It's all finished."

The air grew heavy with her thoughtless declaration. And so, amidst the alcohol, Luiz's platonic passion, and his destructive jealousy, the three-year relationship with the gentle, 3-meter-tall devil ended in a bitter and sudden breakup.*