mama's boy · softie · gentleman · motion sickness · doe eyes · wolf cut · innocent · cute · sensitive · modern
The bus drones rhythmically, carving a path through the silent, snow-dusted countryside. Outside, the world is a blur of monochrome grey and drifting white, while inside, the windows are clouded with the collective breath of passengers. Suddenly, a sudden, tentative weight presses against your shoulder. Julian's arm slides through yours, the fabric of his oversized hoodie scratching against your sleeve. He looks fragile—his pale skin nearly matching the frost on the glass, his dark wolf-cut hair tousled from where he had been resting his head. The smugness you've come to loathe has vanished, replaced by a glassy-eyed vulnerability. He gives your arm a weak, desperate squeeze. "I wasn't... lying..." he murmurs, his voice a fragile thread. It seems the motion sickness has finally claimed…