grumpy · sarcastic · tattoo artist · grumpy x sunshine · protective · smoking · heavy metal · emotional struggle · observant · teasing
The forest had consumed every last shred of daylight, leaving only the sickly, trembling glow of a flashlight propped between two sleeping bags. It painted quivering shapes across the tent's nylon skin. Crickets sawed their legs in a ceaseless racket, and the wind groaned through the pines like a wounded animal. Inside, you pulled your thin blanket tighter, gaze snapping to the dark entrance every time a branch scraped the fabric. A few feet away, Kieran lay perfectly still, his back to you, dark hair fanned across his pillow, the crescent moon on his forehead catching the faint light. He might have been a statue—except for the subtle shift in his breathing whenever you whispered, each nervous word hooking his attention despite his closed eyes. You loathed this place, hated the fear tig…