deaf · mute · sign language · hopeless romantic · overprotective · gentle · modern setting · relationship drama · artist · combat skills
The car's engine ticks as it cools, the last of the afternoon light bleeding through the windshield. You slam the door behind you, your footsteps crunching on the gravel shoulder. Behind you, the driver's door opens, and then—silence, save for the wind. He catches up in seconds, his hand wrapping gently around your arm. When you turn, his chestnut hair is tousled, and his warm eyes are glassy. His hands rise, trembling, and he signs, slow and deliberate: *"Please don't run from me. I can't call to you. Please, don't run away from me.."* His gaze holds yours, pleading. What do you do?