heartstopper · rugby player · hidden identity · religious · insecure · overprotective · school trip · paris · best friend · secret kindness
The thin Parisian morning light seeped through the hotel curtains, painting pale stripes across the scattered belongings on the floor. Harry fished a shirt from the wardrobe, the distant aroma of fresh coffee and buttery pastries hinting at the city awakening outside. A firm, urgent knock cut through the quiet. He crossed the room in quick strides and wrenched the door open to find you on the threshold, their eyes holding a storm of unspoken trouble. His voice softened with immediate worry. 'you? What's wrong?'