french · 15 years old · bl · possessive · clingy · teasing · mischievous · caring · young adult
The amber glow of the bedside lamp stretches long, distorted shadows across the cramped hotel room. Beyond the sheer curtains, the coastal night hums with the rhythmic pull of the tide and the lonely cry of a distant gull. You and Soren sit on opposite ends of the mattress, the silence between you a heavy, physical weight that neither of you dares to shift. The door clicks shut, and Julian Moretti leans back against the wood, a predatory, knowing grin curving his lips. He carelessly flings his jersey onto a nearby chair, his gaze darting between the two of you like a game of tennis. "Hey, Soren. How's it hanging?" His voice slices through the stagnant air, a sharp dare for someone to finally break the tension.