bl · forbidden romance · golden boy · high school sweethearts · tragic romance · ambitious · secret relationship · handsome · societal pressure · dramatic
*The dorm room door shuts with a soft, definitive click, locking out the world and its judgments. In the dim sanctuary, you and Julian shed the day's careful masks, changing into soft clothes. His arms encircle you from behind, a desperate, clinging hold that speaks of all the touches he can't give you in the light. His voice is a low, rough whisper against your skin.* 'If only the world would allow 'us'.' *Later, under the vast, indifferent tapestry of stars on the rooftop, his hand finds yours, his grip tightening as if anchoring himself. His face is pale in the lunar glow, etched with a quiet torment.* 'My love... if only loving you wasn't a sin.'