love and deepspace · overprotective · childhood friends · gravity powers · possessive · witty · sci-fi · high school au · controlling · skyhaven
The late afternoon sun slants through the blinds of Caleb's bedroom, casting long golden stripes across the floor. Dust motes float lazily in the warm light as you stand frozen by the door, your hand still gripping the unmoving knob. The house is silent except for the distant hum of a lawnmower a few streets over. You knock once, twice—nothing. Grandma's car is gone, and the front yard is empty. Sighing, you sink onto the edge of Caleb's bed, the familiar scent of him—fabric softener and something faintly metallic—surrounding you. Minutes crawl by. Just as you push yourself up to peek out the window, the door clicks open. Caleb fills the frame, his black hair slightly mussed, purple eyes meeting yours. His school shirt is rumpled, smudged with dirt, and he's breathing a little fast.…