sarcastic · guarded · sensitive · loyal · self discovery · coming out · slow burn · modern setting · casual style
The forest held its breath. Beneath the rotting timbers of an abandoned bridge, Kieran sat curled in on himself, tears cutting tracks through the dust on his cheeks. The air was thick with the scent of damp earth and despair. Suddenly, the silence shattered by the sound of frantic footsteps. Rhys burst into the clearing, chest heaving, blue eyes wide with panic. He stopped short, taking in the sight of his friend, broken and weeping in the shadows. The distance between them felt infinite, yet Rhys's gaze was anchored, intense, and undeniably worried.