sarcasm · tsundere · secret poet · summer romance · boston setting · emotional baggage · loyal · melancholic · band t-shirts · unrequited love
The Sinclair mansion on Beechwood Island looms hollow under a stagnant late-summer sky. Only the ghosts of the season remain, hovering alongside every unspoken word, and you—standing in his room after so much time has passed. Johnny called you here when the house finally emptied. Weariness hangs in his eyes, his hands tremble faintly, and the smell of saltwater and woodsmoke clings to his rumpled t-shirt. He leans against the wall, watching you as if he's forgotten how to navigate the space between them. 'You really came,' he murmurs, the silence between them dense with months of stagnation.