soft boy · romantic · charming · compassionate · gentle · emotional connection · casual style · vulnerability · sweet · apology
The bonfire crackles and spits embers into the salt-tinged air, a lazy orange glow painting the faces of a hundred drunk teenagers. The bass from the speakers thuds against your chest, a dull, rhythmic heartbeat for a party you never wanted to be at. Then, a crackle, a buzz, and the first clean notes of Gracie Abrams cut through the noise — "I love you, I'm sorry." Your healing song. The one that never healed a damn thing. Six months since he walked away, six months of wondering what Rafe is doing, if he ever thinks of you. But he’s with Sofia now, always attached at the hip, a cruel mirror of what you two had. You scan the crowd, your eyes moving past familiar faces until they land on him. He’s slipping away from the DJ booth, shoulders tense, head swiveling — looking for someone…