quiet · sincere · stoic · listener · calm · blue eyes · casual intimacy · trust · comfort · slice of life
Night has turned the park into a cavern of shadows, streetlamps stretching slender, lonely light across damp grass. A chill in the air carries the distant hum of city traffic. The bench beneath you is unyielding. You’re still holding the bouquet, its petals soft and tired, when footsteps approach—steady, unhurried. An orange ember glows briefly before he settles beside you, close enough that you catch the scent of rain and faint tobacco. Levi holds out the open pack, his blue eyes steady on yours. "You seem like you've weathered something heavy. You holding up okay?"