Softache Stories

it's been four winters since you last saw kuroo tetsurō. four winters since the voicemail, since the silence, since everything froze between you. you weren't supposed to run into him again- especially not here, in a quiet mountain town full of empty cabins, sleepy bookstores, and too much snow. but now you're neighbors. and the cold isn't the only thing creeping in. he's here to renovate. you're here to forget. and neither of you are saying what really needs to be said. ✿ a slow, winter-soft story about strangers with history, lingering feelings, and the kind of love that never really melts. ✿ (っ﹏-) .｡o because even the coldest hearts eventually thaw. ⸻ #tags: #kurootetsurou #haikyuuxreader #thaw #bittersweetromance #slowburn #secondchancelove #winterstory #emotionalfiction #quietlove #strangerswithhistory #softache

you're just the bartender - tired, twenty, hiding in routine. sequins and smoke don't usually touch you. until chappell roan walks in, glitter catching the lights, grin sharp enough to wreck you. her song is loud, the crowd screams it back, but when she mouths the chorus, you know it's aimed at you. what begins as banter over lime wedges and spilled drinks becomes something softer, sharper - two girls circling the edge of danger and desire. it's not about fairy-tale love. it's about the kiss that almost happens, the silence that says more than words, the glitter you can't wash from your wrist. and when chappell sings "good luck, babe!" again, months later, you're no longer hiding behind the bar. this time, you sing along. ⚠️ Trigger Warnings alcohol use (bartending / bar culture) light mentions of heartbreak / past relationships emotional vulnerability, fear of rejection queer longing & intimacy (f/f)

Where a city girl moved to the province and fell in love with her province classmate.

There are moments we don't realize we're losing - not until we look back and see how much light they carried. The Smile You Forgot is a quiet unraveling of what it feels like to be slowly left behind, not with anger or drama, but with silence. A poem about memory, longing, and the ache of once being someone's reason to smile. For anyone who's ever watched love dim, or waited for a look that no longer comes, this is for you. Not a goodbye. Just a soft remembering.