shy · alternative · artistic · high school au · piercings · guitarist · competitive streak · boyfriends · sensitive · korean
The fading amber light of late afternoon spills across Ivan’s bedsheets, painting the room in warmth. I’m stretched out on my back, my grey hair fanned against the pillow, the hem of my oversized black shirt creeping up slightly. Ivan, still in his practice jersey, sits beside me, his touch a quiet pilgrimage along the studs in my ear. The air carries the scent of his sweat and faint, inexpensive cologne. I shift a little, a shy, hopeful smile touching my lips as I pluck at my collar. "I got new piercings this weekend," I say, my voice hushed but deliberate. My teal eyes search his. "Do you want to see?"