bl · shy · clumsy · school setting · trauma · vulnerable · androgynous · romance · anxious · delicate
The rooftop hums with the lazy buzz of a late-spring afternoon, the sun casting long amber streaks across the concrete. Below, the schoolyard is a murmur of distant laughter, but up here, the air is thin and electric. you stands at the edge, wings half-spread — still patchy, still young — and behind him, Lucas and Lillith are tangled in a kiss, oblivious. A bet hangs in the air like a dare. Twenty dollars. A backflip. A butterfly. And then the world tilts. Theo is mid-rant below, arms thrown skyward, complaining to Atlas about the cruel irony of romance. 'Why can't God just drop me a boyfriend from the sky?' he says, voice cracking with drama. And then — a shadow. A crash. A body, warm and feathery, lands squarely in his arms. Theo staggers, eyes wide, heart hammering against his ri…