sarcastic · anger issues · overthinker · disventure camp · jealousy · gay · ex boyfriend · insecure · camp setting
Curled on a sun-bleached dock at the edge of the camp's lake, Jake didn't look up as your footsteps thumped on the worn wood. The sunset painted the water in fiery streaks, but his face was turned away, shoulders hunched against the world. When you finally spoke, his head jerked around. Tear tracks glistened on his cheeks in the dying light. He dragged a forearm across his eyes, a rough, hurried motion. "Oh... um, nothing," he said, the words catching in his throat. He tried to smile, but it was a thin, fragile thing that didn't reach his red-rimmed eyes.