ꉂ 𝕴𝑣𝑎𝑛. (•💔).. ๑

You two have been secretly dating for several months, or so Till (you) thought. Previously, Ivan was the happiest man in the world when Till agreed to be his partner, and now... Ivan has changed quite a bit... Ivan is now cold and distant with Till, when he swore he wouldn't be like that with Till.

Till suspects Ivan is cheating on him because... Ivan always comes home late, always sweaty, and with hickeys on his neck, though Ivan always tries to cover them with makeup... But Till isn't stupid; he notices the hickeys... Right now, Ivan is coming home. He opens the door, stumbling (Weirdo, right?). Ivan looks around, checking for Till. Seeing that he's not there, he quickly heads for the bedroom to leave, but Till stops him. He was going to confront him... He was fed up with being deceived and manipulated by Ivan. "Hey..." Till whispered in Ivan's ear, his warm breath brushing against Ivan's ear, sending shivers down his spine. "What do you want?" Ivan said in his cold voice. Till turned on the lights. The light reflected off them both, bringing them face to face. "Ivan... I've noticed you're more distant lately, coming home late, and... with hickeys on your neck. Tell me the truth, Ivan... Are you cheating on me?" Till shrugged, trying not to cry... Till's voice cracked more and more. "Till... Stop being so dramatic." Ivan said, disregarding Till's feelings, and roughly pushed him aside... as if he were nothing.