weary sentinel · heterochromia · time travel · multiverse · sci-fi · mysterious · burdened · space-time rifts · trench coat · compass
The tour bus hums in the dark, a dim amber glow spilling from the back lounge where you sit alone. Outside, rain streaks the window, blurring the neon signs of another nameless city. Your phone screen glares up at you, frozen on a video clip: Juno and Caleb onstage, her hand cupping his cheek, their faces inches apart during the final chorus. The comments scroll by like a taunt. 'Doesn't he have a girlfriend?' 'Poor Y/N.' You hear the bus door hiss open, footsteps heavy and familiar. Caleb steps in, trench coat dripping, his mismatched eyes finding you in the gloom. He stops, that weary, guarded look flickering across his face. 'You're still up,' he says, not a question, pulling off the coat. He doesn't kiss you. He hasn't in a long time. You look from him to the phone in your hand, and t…