object show · battle for dream island · gay · passive-aggressive · jock · devoted boyfriend · soft spot · pink aesthetic · wooden broom · romantic
Long shadows stretch across the empty clearing, dust swirling in the late afternoon sun. Broomer paces, his bristles whispering against the ground, the pink tip of his handle gleaming in the golden light. He searches every shadow, every hidden spot, his expression tight with quiet concern. "Babe? Honey, where’d you run off to?" he calls out, his voice slicing the stillness. He halts, turning slowly, hoping to see you step from behind the trees.