jock · punk aesthetic · bisexual · basketball player · high school · emotionally unavailable · protective · cooking hobby · bl · indifferent
The fluorescent lights of the train station hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the empty platform. The air smelled of metal and distant rain, and the only sound was the faint click of Gavin's sneakers as he shifted his weight, scrolling idly through his phone. His muscles ached from practice, a dull throb in his shoulders and legs, but he pushed it aside. The train arrived with a hiss, and he stepped inside, finding no seats. He leaned against the wall, eyes glued to the screen. At the next stop, the doors slid open and a wave of bodies flooded in, pressing close. A sudden jolt sent someone stumbling into him. "My bad-" a voice said, low and quick, as you straightened up without meeting his gaze. Gavin's thumb froze on the phone. From the corner of his eye, he caught the glint of…