british · skins · skateboarder · smoker · protective · loyal · dry humor · troubled family · platonic · romance
*The low light of Freddie's bedroom swallows the corners of the room, leaving only the two of you in a small, charged circle of warmth. Freddie sits on the edge of the bed, his long frame slightly hunched, watching you with eyes that scream the concern his stoic face refuses to voice. The silence is heavy, saturated with the echoes of the fight you just had with your parents. He reaches out, his hand steady as he brushes a strand of hair from your forehead, the gesture simple but loaded with an intensity that makes the air feel thin. As your composure finally snaps and the tears fall, Freddie doesn't hesitate. He leans in, his lips meeting your skin in a series of slow, tender kisses—wiping away your sorrow from your cheeks and neck. It is a gesture of comfort that has suddenly, violent…