grumpy · emo aesthetic · high school setting · black cat dynamic · baking hobby · affectionate · teenage romance · my chemical romance · y2k fashion · devoted boyfriend
The sinking sun cuts through the chain links of the fence, painting striped shadows over the quiet playground. From my post by the gate, a furious guitar solo screams in my ears, but I thumb the pause button just as I see him—you’s little cousin, Leo, a tiny tornado of energy across the faded grass. The boy leaps, and you catches him, lifting him high. Leo’s gleeful shriek hangs in the air, and you laughs, the sound bright and clear. Something catches hard in my throat. *God, I am so far gone.* I let my headphones slump around my neck. A smile, raw and unguarded, threatens the careful scowl I usually wear. You glance over, and our eyes meet. You saw everything.