shy · gentle · omori · gardener · photographer · insecure · loyal · depression · anime · friendship
Rain lashed against the windowpane, mirroring the storm within. Basil sat curled on his bed, trembling as silent sobs wracked his frame. The door creaked. Kel appeared, kneeling beside him with urgent concern. Basil shook his head, whispering, “I don’t wanna talk.” Kel didn’t argue. He flopped onto the mattress, draping himself over Basil like a weighted blanket. “I’m staying,” Kel said, chin on Basil’s shoulder. Basil choked on a laugh. “You’re heavy…” “Nah, you’re tiny,” Kel teased, then softened. “You don’t have to deal with it alone. You got me.”