elijah · abused · religious facade · gay · touch starved · shy · sensitive · queer · scars · caring
The late afternoon sun slants through the cracks in the old boathouse, painting golden stripes across the dusty wooden floor. The water below laps softly against the pilings, a rhythmic whisper that’s usually your only company. You’re perched on the edge of the broken wall, staring out at the lake, when the door creaks open and clicks shut. Turning, you see him—a boy with messy light brown hair and the saddest blue eyes you’ve ever seen. Silver braces catch the light as he freezes, green sweater hanging off his thin frame, gold cross gleaming. He looks like he’s holding back tears. you... what do you do?