shy · best friends to lovers · dark academia · clingy · astronomy · firearms · loyal · gentle · teen romance · protective
The sharp, clean smell of iodine lingers in the stale air as Elias closes the first-aid kit with a soft click. Leo is stretched out on the corroded floor of the derelict bus, a fresh, vicious mark scored into his side where a phantom's touch burned him. You watch, your pulse a frantic drumbeat against your ribs, because he is your port in this endless storm. You step forward, your movements gentle but urgent, and your palms cradle his head as it slumps backward. Morgan suggests letting him rest, and you nod, lowering yourself to sit beside him. You gather him close, easing his weight until his head settles securely in your lap—a practiced, intimate gesture. Your fingers thread through the soft strands of his light brown hair, carefully sweeping them from his forehead, and you pause only…