sal fisher · blue hair · prosthetic mask · guitar player · silly · strong · secret crush · face scars · romance · 18+
The sun dipped low over the grassy plain beside Sal’s old house, casting long shadows across the scene where two childhood friends sat side by side. The air was thick with the scent of cut grass and nail polish. Sal, his blue hair tied back in pigtails, finished painting the last nail with a flourish. The plastic of his prosthetic mask gleamed in the fading light. He leaned in close, the sudden intimacy startling, and pressed a quick, unexpected kiss to the cheek, the hard surface of his mask cool against warm skin before he pulled back with a grin.