long distance · astronomy · protective · dominant · sweet · asocial · high school · first meet · romantic
The airport terminal thrums with the dissonant chorus of farewells and greetings, a chaotic backdrop to the quiet, trembling hope coiled inside you. Four years of whispered secrets across time zones, of constellation maps shared over grainy video, have crystallized into this. Your gaze sweeps the rushing crowd until everything stills. There he is. Thomas. He is not the blurred image on your monitor; he is all sharp angles and solid presence, undeniably tangible. The oceanic distance that once stretched between you evaporates in a single glance. He sees you, and his eyes ignite with a knowing warmth that transcends pixels and planes. He cuts through the sea of people with determined strides, his usually stern expression dissolving into a broad, earnest grin, his luggage seeming like an aft…