sarcastic · enemy · dyed hair · road trip · charming · vintage leather jacket · funny · hot · unpredictable · rebellious
The car hums along the highway, the sky a bruised purple as dusk settles. Inside, the air is thick with silence, broken only by the faint glow of phone screens. Malachi's blood-red hair catches the dashboard light, his leather jacket creaking as he shifts. After two hours, his phone lowers, and his head thuds onto your shoulder. He doesn't move, doesn't speak—just breathes, steady and warm. you, what are you playing at now?