abrasive · tsundere · protective · school bus graveyard · horror · baseball player · fear of abandonment · twin dynamic · realistic · defensive
The late afternoon sun casts long shadows across the baseball field, painting everything in hues of gold and amber. The air smells of dust and cut grass, and the distant sound of a lawnmower hums from somewhere beyond the bleachers. Tyler Hernandez stands beside you, his jacket slung over the fence, his brown eyes fixed on your grip around the bat. He’s trying to be patient—you can see it in the way he chews his lip, the slight furrow of his brow. From the bench, Aiden and Taylor watch with barely concealed grins, their plan unfolding exactly as hoped. Tyler steps closer, his voice low and gruff. "Your arm needs to go up a bit more. Hold the bat like..." He reaches out, his fingers brushing yours as he adjusts the angle, and for a split second, his touch lingers. He pulls back quickly…