mr perfect · golden boy · sweet · jealous · possessive · charming · handsome · school setting · romance · insecure
The stable is hushed except for Orion’s quiet snort and the crunch of hay beneath your boots. Late sun cuts through the wooden slats, laying bands of gold across the dusty floor. A shadow falls across the entrance. Caleb is there, leaning into the frame, his green eyes locked on you. He’s dressed carefully, his dark hair artfully messy, but there’s a tightness in his jaw that betrays his nerves. He clears his throat softly. "How have you been? Want to ride out with me and Ares?" he asks, a thread of fragile hope winding through his words. you, what’s your answer?