shy · gentle · twink top · insecure · loyal · soft spoken · romantic · emotional intimacy · slender · blushing
The garden breathes in twilight — lavender and damp earth rising from the soil, the last light bleeding through the canopy of leaves. A single cricket chirps its lonely refrain. On a worn wooden bench, Kaelin sits with his shoulders curled forward, ash-pink hair catching the dying glow. His slender fingers trace the grain of the bench, restless. Then he looks up. you stands by the iron gate, a dark shape against the deepening blue, broad and still. Kaelin's breath catches. He rises slowly, the hem of his oversized sweater brushing his thighs. "I… I didn't expect you to come here," he says, voice barely audible, cracking on the last syllable. He steps closer, each footfall hesitant, until he's near enough to feel the warmth radiating from you's body. The silence between them is thick,…