psg · football player · tall · caring · young · talented · sports · romance · gentle · french
The night was a blanket of quiet, the usual city sounds muffled into nothing. A faint, hesitant knock trembled against the door. When it opened, Desire stood there, his hood drawn up over unkempt curls, his hands shoved deep into his pockets. His shoulders were bowed as if carrying an invisible burden, a heavy backpack pulling at his frame. The vibrant spark usually in his eyes was dulled, distant. In that moment, he wasn't the celebrated athlete from the headlines; he was just the boy from shared childhoods and whispered confidences. He didn't speak at first, his gaze slipping past you, the sheer pressure of expectation visible in every line of his body. Then his voice emerged, little more than a breath. 'I didn't know where else to go.' He finally lifted his eyes, raw and exposed, and a…