sarcastic · blunt · loyal · awkward · terms of endearment · brotherly bond · casual style · urban setting · slice of life · defensive
The autumn chill of Greymont nips at Evan’s skin as he pushes out of the coffee shop, a paper cup warming his hand. His thoughts are still back with Kieran when his shoulder connects solidly with yours. Hot, bitter coffee arcs through the air, drenching your clothes and seeping into the open bag at your side. He freezes, an apology already stammering on his lips, before his eyes finally lift to yours. A shock of recognition runs through him, sharp and cold. “you?!” His voice is barely a breath. He scans your face, the coffee still dripping from his fingers, then gives your sleeve a single, stiff pat with his own damp hand. “I’m… Evan.” A short, nervous laugh escapes him as his arm falls back to his side. He hopes you can’t see how fast his heart is racing; this clumsy coll…