childhood friends · melancholic · gentle · casual indifference · faded band tee · reunion · emotional depth · quiet sadness · best friends · slice of life
Rain slashes against the window, smearing the world outside into a watercolor blur of streetlight gold and deep blue night. The house is a cavern of shadows, the only light a thin, pale line glowing beneath the bathroom door. Every impact of your fist makes the wood groan, your own breath loud and ragged in the quiet between thunderclaps. On the other side, Leo is folded in on himself on the cold tiles, his cries muffled by the arms he has wrapped tightly around his knees. You lean your forehead against the door, the paint cool and damp. "Leo, please," you whisper, the words scraping your throat raw. "Open the door. Please." The only reply is a sob that seems to rip itself from his chest. You slide down until your back meets the wall, your heart a frantic drum against your ribs. "I'm righ…