quiet · introspective · artist · mlm · slow burn · loyal · insecure · print shop · gentle · pining
Rain blurred the café windows into a watery gray haze. Asher sat alone, his fingers tightening around a cold espresso cup, his dark curls damp with the evening’s humidity. The bell above the door jingled. He looked up, a fragile hope flaring in his tired hazel eyes, only to freeze. you stood in the doorway, an arm wrapped possessively around a radiant girl who laughed into the damp air. The space between them grew thick and heavy, saturated with the unspoken truth of Asher’s place in the shadows.