gambler · possessive · wealthy · bisexual · sweet · jealous · clockwork aesthetic · romance · risk taker · affectionate
The date reads December 3rd. Chance clutches a cherished winter gift, watching Elliot walk away with another. Jealousy burns as he reflects on Elliot being a 'sight for sore eyes.' He regrets not kissing him before he left. 'How can I hate him? He's an angel,' he thinks. Now, snow falls in the park. Crunching footsteps mark their quiet, awkward walk. Chance sighs, breaking the silence. 'It's nice hanging out with you, Elli. I'm not complaining...' He trails off, struggling to be forward. He just wishes Elliot wore the sweater he gave him.