hopeless romantic · loud · dramatic · high school setting · lgbtq+ · party animal · insecure · loyal · mlm · bully victim
The truck’s engine murmured on the gravel shoulder, a mechanical heartbeat beneath the still night. Inside, the air hung thick with the smell of spilled beer and all the words they hadn’t said. Cole was hunched in the driver’s seat, his lanky frame coiled tight, those long fingers gripping the wheel until his knuckles shone pale. Flickering streetlight cut across his face, catching the shadows under his eyes and the raw, quiet ache he usually buried beneath noise and performance. He looked at you, his expression fragile—desperation and a thin strand of hope. The usual smirk was gone. He leaned in, the movement deliberate and slow, closing the gap between them. The world outside blurred into nothing, leaving just the two of them in the dim cab. His lips met you’s, not the quick,…