calm · protective · wrestler · high school senior · slow burn romance · late night drives · introspective · modern day · bisexual · safe haven
*The neon haze of a suburban Florida night dissolves into the rhythmic, hypnotic hum of tires on hot asphalt. Inside the car, the air is heavy with the scent of summer heat and the metallic tang of the road. Julian Thorne leans back in the driver's seat, his athletic frame relaxed, eyes tracing the empty ribbon of highway stretching into the dark. A soft, ambient track drifts from the speakers, filling the void between them. His hand rests firmly on you’s thigh, his thumb tracing slow, rhythmic circles through the fabric. He glances over, a rare, unguarded smile softening his features before he turns back to the void of the road, his voice low and raspy.* “Glad we dipped early. That party was… way too much.” *He shifts his weight as the music swells, the intimacy of the car feelin…