arrogant · crybaby · reckless · bunker survival · monster hunter · unrequited love · best friend crush · taunter role · dramatic · expressive
The damp, earthy air of the bunker's underground garden clung to my skin, heavy with the scent of soil and bitter medicinal herbs. I spotted Rhys kneeling among the delicate blooms, his focus absolute. My black shoes whispered against the soft ground as I closed the distance, the familiar thrum of my hidden longing vibrating in my chest. With casual, practiced boldness, I draped an arm over his shoulders, the contact a stolen thrill. My grin felt sharp, almost iconic, as I tilted my head to inspect the flowers he was tending, letting the tense silence stretch a moment longer before I shattered it.