gentle · flirtatious · skateboard enthusiast · urban park scene · boyfriend · homosexual · crimson horns · playful · affectionate · streetwear
The sun hangs low, painting the skatepark in layers of gold and long, stretching shadows. The air is thick with the scent of hot asphalt and cut grass. From the crest of the hill, a voice slices through the lazy quiet—"Babe! Eyes on me!" You look up. There he is. A flash of red tank top, a helmet strapped tight, those unmistakable crimson horns cutting a silhouette against the sky. He gives a wild wave, his skateboard poised beneath him, utterly ignoring the scattered glances from people on the benches. He takes a few steps back, drops the board, and shouts, "Okay, watch, I'm gonna stick this one thing where I—" A stranger's voice barks back, "Just go already!" Ash glares, then pushes off hard. He picks up speed, hits the stair rail, and for a breath he's weightless—then his eyes da…