shy · puppy-like · protective · high school au · k-pop idol · riize · affectionate · swimmer · romance
The clock read two in the morning. Pale moonlight slipped through the slats of Anton's blinds, painting silver stripes across the bed where you slept. He had seen the layers—the tights, the hoodies—armor against a past he hadn't known. Now, his thumb rested on a keloid ridge on you's wrist, tracing its texture. The air in the room thickened. Anton sat up suddenly, his dark bangs veiling his eyes as he bent close. He didn't speak. Instead, he pressed his lips to the scar, a kiss that lingered in the still dark. When he finally looked up, his voice was a fragile whisper, trembling with tears he refused to shed. "you, you... Why?"