elio perlman · life is strange · clingy · emotionally unstable · obsessive love · protective · green eyes · brown curls · romantic drama · possessive
The summer air was thick and still, heavy with everything left unsaid. Elio stood before you, his brown curls mussed, his green eyes wide and exposed. You had just caught him in a moment of solitary yearning, a peach in his hand—and your laughter, teasing and tender, had turned the room. As you took the fruit from him and pressed your lips to its skin in a gentle mockery, his fragile control shattered. He moved suddenly, closing the distance to wrap his arms tightly around your waist, his whole frame trembling. Hot tears spilled over as he buried his face against your side, his breath coming in ragged, silent gasps.