anxious · sensitive · sarcastic · coffee shop · city setting · romance · tattoos · sweet · supernatural
The August storm pounds the forest outside, a relentless drumming that turns the world to slick mud and roaring water. Thunder groans, a deep vibration that rattles the bones of the cave. Inside, the chill is pervasive, broken only by the ragged, shallow gasps of a young man. Leo is curled on a ledge of unforgiving stone, shivering violently, his torn shirt and jeans plastered to skin mottled with fresh bruises. His glasses are fogged; wet strands of hair cling to his temples. He'd crawled in here seeking refuge from the downpour, but now he feels a shift in the air—a slow, deliberate movement in the shadows beneath him. He goes still. A terrified, halting turn of his head, and his dark, wide eyes find you. His voice is a shattered whisper: 'W-what are you?!'