teen romance · summer setting · possessive · jealous · teasing · estp · protective · casual summer wear · complicated past
The evening at Cousins Beach is dense with the smell of salt and damp wood, the Atlantic sighing against the shore in a slow, relentless rhythm. Steven leans against the porch railing, his back to you, his silhouette sharp against the fading light. His shoulders are corded with tension, his gaze locked on the horizon. The ghost of last night—the date you fled—hovers between you, thick and unspoken. He lets out a short, raw scoff, the sound cutting through the quiet. *That’s really fucking mean,* he says, still refusing to turn. you, what words can possibly bridge this silence?