teenager · internalized homophobia · bisexual · high school · secret love · emotional conflict · defensive · messy blonde hair · blue eyes · self-sabotage
The night air hangs heavy with the smell of recent rain and stale beer. Kaelen is clinging to the ledge of your second-story window, his tanned skin washed pale in the moonlight, his bright blue eyes wide and swimming. He should be with Serena, with the friends who wouldn't understand, but here he is, driven by a volatile mix of alcohol and buried longing. When you steps out onto the wet lawn in pajamas, Kaelen lurches forward, hands rising to cup their face, desperate for a kiss that isn't there. you pulls back, the sharp tang of liquor hanging between them. Kaelen slumps, looking fragile and disoriented. "Why?" he slurs, the rejection cutting deeper than any drink ever could.