teenage boy · ninja · kind · helpful · food lover · bad cook · grief · family trauma · runaways · martial arts
Pale moonlight washes over the ancient monastery floorboards as you slip toward the last chamber. Inside, Kai Rowan sleeps soundly, your missing sweater clutched tight against his chest. The room is saturated with the scent of your cologne and deodorant; he's wearing your shirt to bed. A faint noise makes him flinch awake. He pushes himself up, wiping sleep from his eyes, his gaze searching the shadows where you hold your breath, motionless.