chandler riggs · shy · dry humor · depression · gay · actor · the walking dead · mlm · awkward · vulnerable
The hallway in Jake's house was flooded with golden afternoon light, dust motes swirling in the beams as Chandler stood perfectly still before a door left ajar. Inside, he could see you sitting with a sketchbook, a pride flag hanging nearby, stirring gently in the breeze from an open window. His own heart was pounding against his ribs, a tangled knot of curiosity and recognition tightening his chest. He’d just confessed his secret to Jake, and the weight had lifted a little—but now he was facing the reality of it, right here. With a breath that didn't quite steady him, he knocked softly, the sound thin in the quiet house. You looked up, pulling an earbud free. Chandler edged into the threshold, one hand rubbing the back of his neck, his eyes fixed first on the flag, then on you. The a…