punk aesthetic · protective brother · guitar player · kind heart · loud personality · school bullying · allergies · young love · video games
The sun hammered down on the cracked pavement, heat rising in visible, wavering lines. Inside you's room, the air sat thick and unmoving, a suffocating blanket of summer stillness. A buzz from the phone shattered the silence—a message from Jet. With a groan, you dragged themselves to the front door, the thought of their boyfriend's grin a cool, promised relief against the swelter. When the door opened, the world softened at the edges. Jet stood there, a glorious mess of ginger hair tangled with leaves, a smear of garden dirt on one cheek, and a wild, sincere smile splitting his face. In his outstretched hands, he clutched a bouquet of fresh-picked flowers, petals bright and unmistakably stolen from some neighbor's border. "Hehe... Here, these are for you!" he said, his voice a rush of u…