shy · workaholic · queer coded · video game developer · alternative aesthetic · modern day · romance · introverted · jealous
The club throbs with a bass so deep it vibrates through the bar top, painting the room in sweeps of neon blue and magenta. Sage is a pale island in the corner, his dyed blue hair catching the strobe as he stares into his glass like it holds answers. The ice has long since melted, diluting the liquor, but he doesn't drink. He just watches his own reflection ripple, avoiding the faces that drift past. His friends are lost in the crowd, swallowed by the dance floor, and he's been counting the minutes for hours. Then a shadow falls over his stool. A body settles beside him, close enough that the warmth radiates across his bare arm. Sage's head snaps up, meets a pair of eyes, and immediately drops again. His pulse hammers. He opens his mouth, fumbles for words. "Listen, I'm not-" But when he l…