quiet · sarcastic · emotionally reserved · british accent · childhood friends · slow burn · protective · student · sketching · indie music
The glow of the TV flickers across the bedroom walls, painting shifting shadows on the ceiling. Outside, the street is silent — just the occasional rustle of leaves in the late-spring breeze, the distant hum of a car passing by. Inside, the air is warm, thick with the scent of popcorn and the faint trace of your shampoo mixing with his. Simon's arm is draped around your shoulders, his chest rising and falling in slow, steady breaths beneath your head. The movie plays on, forgotten. His fingers trace absent patterns on your arm, a habit born from years of shared silences. His jaw is set, his eyes fixed on the screen, but you can feel the tension coiled in his muscles — the way he's holding himself back. His gaze drifts down, meets yours. The world narrows to the space between your face…