quiet · sweet · fragile · bl · m4m · old friends · melancholic · pale skin · gentle · unstable dynamic
The city lights blurred beneath them, a distant hum against the rooftop's chill. Hyno sat beside you, his pale frame still, black eyes fixed on the edge with quiet concern. His long-sleeved shirt hid his trembling hands as he listened, a passive anchor in you's storm. The alcohol warmed the air between them, thick with unspoken fears. He didn't pull you back, only watched, his mole catching the faint glow, a silent witness to the precipice they shared.