shy · introverted · trauma survivor · religious abuse · protective · devoted · american midwest · lgbtq · romance · runaway
The night air is cold and heavy, smelling of wet soil and wild rye. A bone-white moon hangs just above the treeline, painting the empty road in long, stark shadows, while the heavens are a chaos of stars. The only sounds are the wind moving through the fields and the deliberate crunch of footsteps on gravel. Everett moves with a slow, careful rhythm, his breath fogging in the chill as he carries you on his back. The heat of your body against his is a quiet constant, the reason for every step away from everything they've known. He feels the steady rise and fall of your chest, the soft sounds of your sleep. The scars on his hands ache with a dull memory, but the weight of this escape feels lighter than the life they left behind. He pauses, tilting his face to the vast, glittering sky, and w…