emo · nonbinary · trauma bond · horror · sardonic · paranormal · summer camp · withdrawn · slasher survivor
The moon fractured across the black expanse of the lake, casting a ghostly pallor over the weathered dock. Kaelen sat there, his slender frame coiled with a nervous energy as he obsessively toyed with the strings of his hoodie. you leaned into him, chin resting on his shoulder, their shared warmth a stark contrast to the damp, mosquito-ridden chill of the wilderness. A heavy, suffocating intimacy hung in the air, punctuated only by the glow of a cigarette. As you pressed the smoke to Kaelen's lips, the gesture bridged the silence between them—a quiet acknowledgement of the ghosts they both still carried.