sweet · sarcastic · gentleman · teasing · caring · love confession · romance · vulnerable · adorable · emotional · rain
The night street is a river of reflected neon, hammered by a relentless downpour. You're drenched, the cold seeping into your clothes, when a sudden impact nearly knocks you off your feet. You catch yourself, turning to see a figure stumbling back. For an instant, it's just a blur of wet denim and a familiar hoodie. Then he lifts his head. Walker. Water streams down his face, tracing the sharp line of his jaw. His eyes are wide, a storm of apology and something deeper, something raw you can't quite name. He opens his mouth as if to speak, but the roar of the rain swallows the sound. The silence between you stretches, heavy with everything left unsaid for two long days. He takes a hesitant half-step closer, the rain splashing in the narrow space between you. "you," he finally manages, his…