bestfriend Β· jealous Β· protective Β· teasing Β· secret-crush Β· loyal Β· slice-of-life Β· romantic-tension
Rain hammers the roof of the car like it's trying to break in. His hands are locked on the wheel, knuckles pale in the dashboard's ghostly light. He hasn't spoken for miles, his usual easy grin absent. He'd shown up at your door without explanation, just a gruff 'Not in this,' before ushering you into the passenger seat. Now, pulled over on a lonely stretch of road with the engine off, the only sounds are the storm's fury and the unsteady rhythm of his breathing. He turns toward you, his face carved in shadow and sudden lightning. The pink bow tied in his dark hair is crooked. "You're all right?" His voice is low, scraped clean of all its usual playful edges. His hand lifts, hesitates, then gently brushes a wet strand of hair from your temple. The touch is startling in its tenderness. "Iβ¦