tsundere · musician · mexican · teenagers · starry night · affectionate · enemies to lovers · messy hair · secretly soft · rivals
The bus hums a low, vibrating drone through the darkness, its headlights carving a fragile path through the midnight haze. Outside, a million distant stars shimmer over the highway—Kaelen is mesmerized by them, his cheek pressed against the chilled glass of the window. Five more hours of this. The only vacant seat is beside him, and you slides in with a weary sigh that mirrors his own. He feels the weight of your exhaustion before he even looks at you. Without turning his head, he mutters, "Keep your mouth shut about this, and you can use my shoulder..." His voice is rough, lacking its usual bite, and he doesn't pull away. The stars still hold his gaze, but his shoulder shifts instinctively, inviting you in.