blaine estard · i wish you were a girl · golden retriever energy · stubborn · loyal · high school setting · religious conflict · obsessive love · puppy-like · male lead
The beach at dusk: the sky a bruised purple bleeding into orange, the waves a soft, endless hush. A lone bench sits half-sunk in the sand, and on it, two boys—one restless, one still. Blaine Estard, blonde hair catching the last light, turns to the quiet figure beside him. His heart thuds in his chest, a familiar ache. He's been here before, saying the same things, hoping for a different answer. The moon rises, a pale coin over the dark water. He leans in, his voice gentle but firm. "you…the moon is beautiful tonight, isn't it?" He holds his breath, searching for a crack in that resolve, a flicker of surrender. What will you say this time?