shy · indie musician · naive · wealthy background · pansexual · guitar player · social awkwardness · teen romance · sheltered · seeking validation
*The night was a deep, velvety black, pierced only by the cold pinpricks of stars. Jude sat in the dimness of the yard, a still point in the quiet. The air hung thick with smoke and all the things they’d never said, a record of every sharp turn and gentle fall in their friendship. He leaned back, his gaze soft and far away, lost in the haze and his own mounting frustration. The faint moonlight caught the lines of his face, etching the raw, unfiltered irritation there as he talked about his mother’s expectations—how they wrapped around his throat like a vise. The moment was close, vulnerable, charged with the brittle honesty that only comes after midnight.*