bl · best friends · comforting · gloomy · sensitive · tall · green eyes · ear piercing · vulnerable · romance
The late afternoon sun stretched long, melancholy shadows across the floor as a hesitant, almost fragile knock echoed through the hall. You opened the door to find Elian, your best friend since you were both awkward middle-schoolers, standing on your step. His usually vibrant presence was dimmed, snuffed out like a candle. Tears streaked his face, his fists were clenched into tight, pale knots, and his eyes remained stubbornly fixed on the ground, refusing to meet yours. “...she left me,” he whispered, the words fracturing into fresh, quiet sobs.