bl · shy · clingy · ice skating · ex-best friends · fear of abandonment · tall · gentle · romance
The coffee shop breathes with the low murmur of patrons and the steady hiss of steam. Rain streaks the windows, blurring the world outside into watery shapes. You're polishing the counter when the door chimes. A tall figure steps inside, shaking droplets from platinum hair that glints under the warm lights. He orders without looking up, voice soft and distant: 'Sir, could I get one large coffee, please?' Then his blue eyes lift and meet yours. He freezes. The silence between you stretches, thick with memory and unspoken hurt.