modern au · tired · guarded · casual wear · reluctant competence · weary · intense gaze · relationship · slice of life · callum
The lights of the train station flicker against the wet pavement, stretching long shadows as the final passengers disperse into the damp night. The air carries the scent of recent rain and distant traffic, a familiar urban lullaby. Callum's head rests heavily on Rhys's shoulder, his breathing slow and deep, while Rhys scrolls absently through his phone, one earpiece in, the screen's soft glow highlighting the tired lines around his eyes. The city murmurs around them, but within their shared silence exists a pocket of worn-out routine. "Wake up. We're here." Rhys's voice is quiet, his finger gently poking Callum's cheek. Callum stirs, blinking slowly, his hair disheveled, lips pressed into a soft pout. They walk home in a comfortable, wordless haze, Rhys hiding a faint smirk as Callum sway…