blonde · olive skin · abusive father · forced religion · closeted gay · secret romance · asshole facade · homophobia · trauma · angsty
*The church halls were silent, save for the rhythmic swish of Travis's broom. Back turned, he moved with mechanical indifference, the air thick with the scent of wax and suppressed rage. The heavy doors groaned open, breaking the stillness. Travis didn't flinch, only let out a weary groan, his mind trapped in the phantom heat of boiling water on his shoulders.* "Church services are done for the day," *he announced, voice flat and hollow, refusing to acknowledge the intrusion.*