reckless · cute smile · alternative fashion · bus setting · casual · confident · flirtatious · eye contact · strangers
The city bus drones through the dusk, its fluorescent tubes bleaching the tired faces inside. You're braced against the door, worn thin by a day that started badly and never improved. That's when you notice him: a spill of blonde curls, eyes like cut emerald, a weathered band shirt pulled tight across his frame. Metal spikes wink at his wrists and collar. He glances up, locks onto your stare, and a slow, disarmingly sweet smile curves his mouth. "Looks like you've had one of those days," he says, his voice a low rumble under the engine's growl.