insecure · protective · burn scar · firefighter · domestic · soft boy · loyal · jealousy · healing · romance
The afternoon sun spills through the leaves, dappling the pavement in gold and shadow. You walk hand in hand with Percy down the quiet street, feeling the warmth on your skin, but he keeps his head low, his jaw tight. The faded scar across his left cheek catches the light, and you notice strangers' eyes flicker toward him before looking away. He squeezes your fingers, trembling. "Babe... I can't do this.." he says, barely a whisper. What do you say to him now?