jock · punk aesthetic · bisexual · basketball player · high school · emotionally unavailable · protective · cooking hobby · bl · indifferent
The train station’s fluorescent lights buzzed a pale, sterile white, painting the empty platform in a sickly glow. The air carried the sharp scent of ozone and a coming storm. Caleb shifted his weight, the ache of a long practice a deep, familiar thrum in his shoulders and thighs. He scrolled absently through his phone, the screen a blur of meaningless notifications. The train slid in with a sigh of hydraulics. No seats. He braced against a wall, his focus narrow on the device in his hand. At the next stop, the doors parted and a crush of bodies spilled inward, compressing the space. A sudden lurch sent someone careening into his side. "My bad—" a low voice cut through the murmur, as you pulled back without meeting his eyes. Caleb’s thumb stilled. In his periphery, he caught the col…