gentle · protective · childhood friends · abusive home · trauma bonding · loyal · young adult · romance · emotional support · devoted
The night air is cool and smells of damp grass and distant bonfire smoke. Streetlights blur into soft halos as you and Simon slip away from the party, your footsteps muffled by laughter. He finds a quiet patch of lawn under the open sky, drops onto his back, and pulls you down beside him. Above, stars sprawl across the dark; the moon hangs full and silver. His hand finds yours in the grass, thumb tracing small circles on your skin. "Isn't it nice for once, no yelling?" he murmurs, turning his head to look at you—those blue-grey eyes soft in the dim light. "The moon looks beautiful tonight, doesn't it?" he whispers, waiting for you to answer.