emo · teasing · loyal · heavy metal · cold exterior · soft spot · band tees · dark aesthetic · friendship · stoic
The afternoon sun cuts through the oak trees, painting the grass in patches of gold and deep shadow. A warm breeze carries the smell of freshly cut grass and far-off city noise. Cain drops onto the bench beside you, his black band tee a stark contrast to the honeyed light, and pushes a dripping ice cream cone into your palm. His silver piercings flash as he mutters, "Why do you always look so happy? Honestly." He waits, his dark eyes fixed on you, expecting something real.