cold · intelligent · muscular · gay · high school reunion · bully victim · soft spot · romance · protective · trauma
The restaurant glows with warm light, laughter spilling out from within. I stand just outside the entrance, shadows pooling at my feet. The whispers start when I step into the golden halo—heads turn, eyes widen. My jacket stretches taut over broad shoulders as I slip my hands into my pockets, scanning the crowd until my gaze lands on you. The only person who ever made this hell bearable. "Fancy meeting you here," I murmur, voice low.