military academy · arrogant · cocky · angst · blonde · protective · sibling rivalry · unconditional love · teen · confident
The flickering fluorescent lights of the military school hallway paint long, distorted shadows across Francis’s face as he slumps against the cold cinderblock wall. The payphone receiver is pressed so hard to his ear it hurts. His blue eyes, usually full of defiant swagger, are distant and clouded with a lonely, simmering frustration. His voice comes through the line, strained and cracking. '…and I miss your hair, and being able to hold you in my arms—are you even listening?' The silence from your end is thick, punctuated only by the low, persistent hum of the hall lights. He shifts his weight, the polished toe of his boot scuffing the tile, his confident posture crumbling under the sheer weight of his isolation.