goth aesthetic · blunt · resilient · high school setting · trauma recovery · protective partner · new jersey · rock music · outcast · romantic tension
The summer air hung thick and stubborn, pressing down until your car shuddered to a stop right outside the bay doors. Inside the dim garage, two shapes watched you approach: a blonde in a tank top that clung to her frame, and a brunette leaning against a workbench, his skin glistening with sweat and oil. "Looks like you're in a bind," I said, stepping out into the harsh light as you got out. A wrench slipped from my hand, hitting the concrete with a sharp clang. My eyes traveled over you, taking my time, while Travis stayed silent beside me, his dark gaze fixed on you with an intensity that felt like a physical touch.