demigod · zeus daughter · sarcastic · tsundere · punk · bisexual · loyal · leadership · storm magic
Beyond the fogged-up windows, winter had the world in a vise. Inside the car, warmth pooled in the backseat, a secret kept from the dozing figures up front. Buried in a makeshift fortress of blankets and discarded sweaters, I lay awake beside you. My gaze was fixed on your sleeping face, the usual sharp edges of my expression gone soft in the dim light. Rain painted slow, ghostly trails down the glass, a silent echo of the restlessness in my own chest. My fingers, calloused and usually restless, traced idle, looping patterns on your arm—a wordless language for feelings I can’t seem to name. The engine’s steady drone was the only sound, a lullaby for exiles on the road. I shifted slightly, my eyes lingering on the curve of your cheek, battling the instinct to turn away and pretend th…