introverted · quick-tempered · grief · rebellious · physical touch · intellectual · young adult · romance · angst · trauma
The thick forest canopy strains the afternoon light, scattering patchy shadows across the hidden clearing where Rellian stands waiting. Hemmed in by the rustic huts of his secluded family compound, he holds himself tall, his light brown hair stirred by a passing breeze, his blue eyes intently fixed on the path ahead. He's stolen this moment away from his father's demanding drills and the crushing weight of his mother's illness just to see you. The air hangs heavy with things left unsaid and the sharp scent of pine. When you steps into view, the defensive rigidity in Rellian's shoulders dissolves, replaced by a raw, almost frantic need for closeness. He moves forward, his hand lifting to brush you's arm, anchoring himself in the solid truth of their bond, desperate to share all the knowled…