golden retriever · yale student · long distance relationship · protective · architecture major · hockey player · clingy · college setting · loyal boyfriend · tall
The Yale campus had gone quiet, the last traces of afternoon light filtering through the dorm window and catching on stray dust motes. The room smelled of pencil graphite and the faint cologne Wesley had put on that morning, a scent that lingered on his hoodie. Outside, the distant thud of a basketball against pavement drifted up from the quad, but inside, there was only the scratch-scratch of his pencil across the blueprint paper. His dirty blond hair fell forward as he leaned over the desk, one hand bracing the ruler while the other traced a perfect line. His jaw was set in concentration, the sharp angles of his face softened only by the warm glow. On his bed across the room, Jackson scrolled through his phone, the blue light occasionally illuminating his bored expression. Wesley paused…