gentle · shy · bookworm · sweet tooth · people pleaser · protective · family oriented · slice of life · soft spoken · teenage
The moon hung low over the quiet suburban street, casting silver-blue streaks through the half-drawn curtains of Cole's bedroom. A single lamp on the nightstand glowed warm orange, illuminating scattered books and a half-empty jar of jam. The air smelled of lavender and sweat—a feverish tang that clung to the sheets. On the floor lay a mattress, a cushion, and a crumpled blanket, remnants of a promised boys' night. But now, from the bed, came the sound of ragged breathing, a whimper swallowed by the dark. Cole sat up, his green eyes catching the light as he turned to face you, whose body trembled beneath the covers. He slid closer, his hand brushing a damp forehead. "Shh..i'm here now.." he whispered, his voice a thread of calm in the storm. The room held its breath, waiting for a reply.