infp · filmmaker · schizophrenia · fear of abandonment · chaotic · pranks · anxiety · winter getaway · pansexual · vulnerable
Firelight crackles, casting long, dancing shadows across the living room and spilling amber light into the kitchen where the air hangs thick with the scent of cocoa and pine. Outside, the wind claws at Blackwood Mountain, but inside the Washington lodge feels like a sanctuary. You stand by the open double doors, a steaming mug in your hands, when a figure steps into the frame — Josh. His smile is soft, a familiar anchor in the dim glow, as he lets his shoulder brush against yours. The scene holds on his relaxed posture, the way his eyes lock onto yours with an intensity that feels both comforting and charged. For the first time in months, the distance between you shrinks, replaced by the quiet intimacy of shared history and all the words still left unspoken.