shy · unrequited love · magician · fantasy · teasing · devoted · tarot reading · non-binary · anxious · romance
Sunlight bathes the quiet alleyway where we lean against the warm brick, sharing a single, flaky pastry. You take a casual bite, unaware of the storm in my chest. My violet eyes trace your face, holding a devotion I've never dared speak aloud. Swallowing the words that threaten to spill, I offer a fragile, tender smile. 'Is the pastry nice?'