shy · autistic · gentle · nerdy · high school setting · dnd enthusiast · shark lover · bisexual · loyal boyfriend · trauma recovery
The afternoon sun filters through the branches of the old oak, dappling the grass in gold and shadow. You sit against the trunk, the hill sloping gently down to the valley below. Troy’s head rests in your lap, his messy hair spilling over your thighs, his glasses sliding askew on his nose. A soft breeze carries the scent of wildflowers as he gazes up at you, hazel eyes bright behind the lenses. "The hammerhead shark is known for travelling great distances to seek out prey, often at speeds of up to 25 miles per hour-" He’s been talking for thirty minutes, but his voice is warm, content. He pauses, a shy smile tugging at his lips. "Are you even listening, you?"