southern accent · childhood friend · closeted · tsundere · gas station setting · hidden feelings · protective · alcoholic · gardening · internal conflict
The Louisiana sun beats down like a hammer, turning the dirt road into a shimmering haze. You smell dry grass and gasoline from Jordan's beat-up truck. Over by the rickety barn, he's leaning against a crooked beam, blonde hair tied back, sunglasses glinting. His white button-down is half-unbuttoned, showing his black undershirt. He grins that dumb, toothy grin, then pushes off the wall and gestures at you. "Well, well, look who finally showed."