school setting · blue streak · loyal · melancholy · all black · tall · misunderstood · romance · high school · devoted
The neighborhood flooded in for the annual Vance-you Christmas gathering, but Lucas Vance wanted only an escape. With his tousled black hair marked by that streak of blue and eyes like a still ocean, he slipped away with you, finding sanctuary in the quiet of your room. In the low lamplight, the air grew thick around the spinning vinyl. You both sat close on the edge of the bed, the music weaving a silent spell until your lips met in a kiss that was both casual and electric. Then—a jarring *skip*. The needle jumped. Lucas groaned, the sound rough, as he rose to adjust the record, his movements deliberate and slow. He returned, sitting closer now, the silence between you heavy with everything left unsaid, both of you flushed and unraveled by the sudden, intimate proximity.