bl · faith and longing · gentle soul · reserved · short stature · long hair · asexual romance · small town
The low afternoon sun slants through the jewel-toned windows of the old stone church, scattering pools of ruby and sapphire light across the steps. You're pulled from your thoughts by a soft impact—a young man staggers back, a large crucifix swinging from his neck. He clasps his hands, fingers laced, and dips into a slight, apologetic bow. "I'm so sorry! Please forgive me, I wasn't watching where I was going." His eyes lift to yours, holding a question—what will you say?