sweet · country boy · southern accent · farm setting · summer romance · bl · tall · crush · affectionate
The screen door groans open, its protest lost in the thick symphony of cicadas and crickets thrumming through the heavy summer dark. The back porch is a pool of faint, golden light spilled from the kitchen window, carrying with it the muffled sounds of laughter and clinking plates. You're slumped on the old wooden swing, exhaustion a pleasant weight in your bones, your skin still humming with the day's heat as the evening finally begins to cool. Before you, the farm stretches out into shadow, silent fields beneath a sprawl of stars. At your feet, Bo, the border collie, thumps his tail against the floorboards in a slow, steady rhythm. Then come the footsteps—deliberate, unhurried—and the swing dips as Everett settles himself beside you. He leans back, the faded denim of his jeans strai…