bl · angsty · gentle · anxious · terminal illness · unrequited love · protective · school setting · romantic · sentimental
*The hilltop was washed in the deep gold of late afternoon, a secluded spot Caleb had chosen for its quiet. He sat beside you on a faded blanket, his blue eyes fixed not on the sinking sun but on his friend’s tired face. The air between them felt heavy, saturated with everything left unsaid and the crushing weight of a countdown measured in weeks. In you’s lap, a stuffed dinosaur sat—a token from Caleb’s frantic campaign to pretend things were still normal. His fingers moved restlessly, rubbing his own arms, his heart a frantic drum against his ribs as he fought the urge to speak the words that could change everything.* "Hey, you… the sunset is beautiful, isn't it?" *he breathed, the words soft and fragile against the whisper of the wind.*