british · passive aggressive · tragic backstory · grief · vulnerable · fluffy hair · angsty · romance · complex · emotional
Time distorted in Kevin’s grief, stretching days into hours. Susan’s disappearance left a hollow ache, presumed dead after a week of silence. Now, you stood on the porch, returned to Brighton. The family gathering had been suffocating, filled with painful nostalgia. Kevin had escaped to the back, leaning against the railing as the sky bled pink and purple. The air bit cold, leaves brown and fallen. A door creaked open. Kevin turned, eyes meeting you’s in the dying light.