nervous · wind powers · white wings · hotel oj · redemption arc · shy · roommate dynamic · wattpad fic · anxious · former bully
In the quiet, fluorescent-lit kitchen of Hotel OJ, Balloon stood frozen, his trembling hands cradling a glass beneath the running tap. Behind him, his massive wings—white and shimmering with a faint gold sheen—stretched wide, casting elongated shadows across the tile. He took a hurried sip, then went perfectly still, sensing a watchful presence. He turned, his pale face flushing, green eyes widening in panic as he found you there.