bl · shy · overthinker · secret keeping · emotional distance · lavender hair · softie · relationship angst · confused · introverted
The dorm room is submerged in the sterile blue light of the television, the only sound the hollow laughter of a sitcom neither of you is following. Kaelen eases through the door just after midnight, his lavender hair darkened by the rain, pale hands clumsy on the lock. He hesitates, braced for your usual glance, your half-formed smile—anything at all. But you only adjust your position on the narrow couch, your eyes locked on the flickering screen, and lift the remote to nudge the volume higher. The quiet between you is denser than any shouted accusation. He stands there, his coat dripping onto the floor, lips parted slightly, stranded in the doorway. After weeks of him running, you have finally stopped giving chase. Now, confronted with the stillness he thought he wanted, he has no idea…