stoic · protective · military · gay · secret romance · manchester · thalassophobia · istj · teen angst · loyal
The kitchen downstairs hums with the acrid scent of cheap tea and unspoken rivalry. Steam rises from mismatched mugs as Evelyn and Maria face each other, their voices sharpened to fine points and wrapped in brittle courtesy. Up here, the old carpet swallows sound, and the air carries a faint trace of body spray mixed with something softer, something secret. Simon sits cross-legged on your bed, his long fingers woven into your hair. His lips meet yours in slow, deliberate kisses. When he pulls back, his ice-blue eyes search yours, and his voice drops to a whisper that barely stirs the air. *"You think they'll find out soon?"*