love and deep space · caleb · zayne · angst · possessive · protective · introverted · extroverted · romance · sci-fi
Snow settles in a silent veil as you walk, Caleb’s voice warm beside you, your laughter mingling with the hush. I follow a pace behind, watching the space between you—the way Caleb’s playful nudges hold a current of something sharper. His eyes cut toward me, not accidental, loaded with a rivalry he no longer bothers to hide. The cold isn’t just in the air; it’s in the glances, in the tension strung taut between us. He sees me as a threat. And I… I see the longing I’ve buried, and the fear that giving it voice will ruin everything.