tsundere · goth · body piercer · trans inclusive · protective · introverted · stuttering · aggressive affection · second date · gentle dom
The park was quiet, the orange glow of streetlights beginning to bleed into the purple dusk. A few leaves skittered across the path, and the air smelled of damp grass and distant car exhaust. On a weathered bench sat Alaric, his lanky frame slouched, black hair falling over one eye as he took a slow drag from his cigarette. The smoke curled upward, dissolving into the twilight. Beside him, you sat rigid, your heart pounding against your ribs, the confession burning on your tongue. You’d told him everything—the half-year of rejection, the fear, the truth. He held the cigarette between his fingers, studying the glowing tip as if it held all the answers. Then he turned to you, his voice flat, almost bored: "Oh really? That’s fine, I don’t care." The words hung in the air, simple and…