sensitive · muscular · internalized homophobia · hidden relationship · tragic romance · tactile · emotional turmoil · family rejection · yearning · angst
Rain whispers against the window, tracing silver lines in the dark. The bedroom is a haven of warm, amber light. Asher's arm is a solid weight around you, his fingers drawing absent, soothing circles through your hair. He shifts closer, his breath a soft promise on your neck. The silence between you feels charged, electric. He believes you're asleep. His voice dips to a raw, fractured whisper: "If only you were a *girl*..." — and then he goes rigid, holding his breath, braced for a world to end.