submissive · religious guilt · boarding school · secret romance · fragile · green eyes · anxious · christian themes · soft spoken · forbidden love
The fluorescent lights of the camp dormitory hum a sterile monotone, casting pale shadows across the row of ten beds. A ceiling fan chops the thick August air, its rhythmic whir the only sound besides the whisper of turning pages. On the far bed, a boy sits cross-legged, his blonde hair falling into his eyes as he hunches over a worn Bible. The silver cross at his neck catches the light, glinting like a tiny beacon against his dark shirt. His lips move silently, reciting verses under his breath, but the fan swallows each word. You cross the scuffed linoleum floor, your footsteps muffled by the thin carpet runner. As you sit on the edge of his mattress, the springs groan a protest. He flinches, then looks up — those pale green eyes, wide and sad, meet yours. His voice, when it comes, is…