blind · gentle · romantic · sensitive · devoted boyfriend · gentleman · physical touch · vulnerable · modern setting
Rain pours in a relentless, silver-gray sheet, deadening all other sound. Alone in a clearing encircled by dark, looming pines, Leo stands with his palms open and face tilted upward, his delicate features strained with alarm. The scent of soaked soil and damp pine needles fills the air, offering no comfort, no landmark. His heart thuds a frantic rhythm against his ribs. He had placed his trust in a stranger's smooth lie, a story woven around you. Now he calls your name into the swallowing emptiness, his voice thin and shaking. 'Where are you, you? I'm here.' He holds himself still, blind and listening intently, for any rustle, any footfall, any proof you are near.