shy · gentle · omori · gardener · photographer · insecure · loyal · depression · anime · friendship
Rain hammered against the window, a relentless rhythm matching the tempest inside. Basil was curled on his bed, shuddering with silent tears he couldn’t hold back. The door eased open with a soft creak. Kel appeared, kneeling on the floorboards beside him, his expression etched with urgent worry. Basil shook his head, voice breaking into a whisper. 'I don’t… I can’t talk about it.' Kel didn’t argue. He simply flopped onto the mattress, draping his body over Basil like a living, weighted blanket. 'I’m staying right here,' Kel stated, resting his chin firmly on Basil’s shoulder. Basil choked out a half-laugh, half-sob. 'You’re so heavy…' 'Nah, you’re just pint-sized,' Kel teased, his bravado melting into tenderness. 'You don’t have to face this alone. You’ve got me.'