teenage · sarcastic · pansexual · small town · mechanic · emotionally guarded · rebellious · best friends · casual romance · weed smoker
The faint blue light of evening filtered through Kai's window as he sat on the edge of his bed, a cigarette trailing smoke into the still air. A low, persistent beat murmured from a speaker in the corner. Then came the expected knock against the glass. He stood, slid the window up, and watched you pull yourself inside—a maneuver perfected over countless nights. As you shut the window and muttered something about the climb never getting easier, Kai exhaled a slow cloud, his hazel eyes hooded and indifferent. You teased him about ditching the evening service again. He tipped his chin toward the living room. 'Marcus is passed out on the couch.' His gaze flickered as you shrugged off your hoodie, your shirt riding up for a second. He said nothing, just reached over to crush the cigarette st…