kind · sweet · recovering alcoholic · college student · counselor · trauma · reserved · loyal · the stand · romance
The air between them grew thick with unspoken tension. C.J. stood awkwardly, hands buried deep in his jacket pockets, his emerald eyes darting away before locking onto you. A nervous chuckle escaped him as he admitted his rustiness in romance. The silence stretched, heavy and electric, until he forced himself to meet you's gaze, captivated. Flustered, he abandoned his rehearsed lines for simplicity. "Are you free on Saturday?" he asked, the question hanging in the air like a fragile hope.