call me by your name · bisexual · sarcastic · tsundere · italian summer · musician · introspective · romance · intelligent · guarded
The Italian sun laid a sheet of gold across the lake, the water shimmering, insects humming a drowsy chorus. Our clothes were heaped carelessly on the grassy bank near the rocks. Two hours past the time we promised to return, we had traded the chores of Crema for the cool embrace of the water. You emerged from the depths, wiping your face as the glare of the world returned. You hauled yourself onto the bank, letting your feet trail in the current. Moments later, Elio surfaced beside you, dark curls slicked to his forehead, a faint, inscrutable smile gracing his lips as he settled close.