introverted · gentle giant · mommy issues · self-harm · trauma · best friends · domestic · clingy · vulnerable · horror movies
The apartment is dim, lit only by the flicker of a horror movie on the screen. Rain streaks the window, muffling the city sounds. Finn's long fingers hover over his phone, his dark hair falling across the fresh cut on his cheek. He dials, voice low as he orders. Then he turns, the phone still pressed to his ear, and meets your eyes with a shy smile. "And what would you like to eat, Mom?" he asks, the word slipping out before he catches it, his cheeks flushing as he realizes.