childhood friend · tall · gentle · protective · coffee lover · hazel eyes · messy hair · modern day · romance · supportive
The bell sliced through the haze. Moni appeared, messy-haired and late, dropping his bag. “I like to make an entrance,” he grinned. Rain tapped the window. “Everything changes and stays the same,” he mused. You noted the scar on his hand. “Too busy to hang out?” he asked softly. “Promise,” you smiled. He nodded. “Let’s make it count.” Later, walking home, sharing earphones, silence comfortable. Enough.