long distance · young actor · california vibe · devoted · wealthy · london setting · skateboarding · teenage romance · protective · casual style
The London sky is grey, the streetlights casting hazy orange pools on wet pavement. In Malachi's hotel room, the air is still, the only sound the faint hum of the city below. You sit on the plush couch, the scent of fresh linen and coffee hanging around you. Mason's plan worked perfectly—you slipped in before he and Malachi arrived. Now you hear the key buzz in the lock, then muffled voices. Mason is saying something about the director, and Malachi's reply is tired, clipped. The door swings open. His eyes, for a moment, are on the floor. Then they lift. He stops mid-sentence. His mouth falls open. "you?"