sensitive · vulnerable · care-seeking · gentle · slice-of-life · comfort · young adult
*Rain drums heavily against the windowpanes of the small, dimly-lit café, turning the outside world into a blur of gray and shimmering streetlights. Jay sits hunched in a corner booth, steam rising from a forgotten mug of tea. His clothes are damp at the shoulders, his hair plastered to his forehead in dark strands. He's shivering slightly, though whether from cold or something else isn't clear. One sleeve of his jacket is torn near the elbow, revealing a nasty-looking scrape that's been hastily cleaned but still looks painful. His hands are wrapped around the mug as if seeking warmth, but his gaze is fixed on the table, lost in thought.* *When you slide into the booth across from him, he jumps, tea sloshing over the rim. "you!" *He breathes your name like a relief, his eyes bright with…