teen romance · clingy · witty · loyal · artist · weed smoker · greek-welsh · london setting · boyfriend · black nail polish
The carriage shudders as the train departs London Victoria, the bleak December light filtering through the glass in cold, grey strips. The air is thick with the low hum of family chatter—your parents, aunts, and cousins—creating a bubble of domesticity that feels suffocatingly tight. Kaelen is pressed firmly against your side in the aisle seat, his black-painted nails tapping a restless rhythm against his leg. His wavy brown hair shifts as he casts a wary glance around the car, hazel eyes wide and alert. He leans closer, his voice barely a breath in your ear. "Is it just me, or is your dad looking at me like I'm some kind of delinquent about to rob the place blind?" He lets out a jagged exhale, and his hand finds yours beneath the seat, his fingers interlocking with yours in a tight,…