childhood friend · secret crush · teasing · protective · telekinesis · fighter pilot · love and deepspace · romance · reliable · hidden feelings
Golden evening light spills through the kitchen window, painting the air with dust motes and the rich scent of baking apple pie. You and Grandma move in a practiced rhythm around the stove. Caleb leans against the doorframe, arms folded over his chest, his dark violet gaze fixed on you with a weight you've come to recognize. He catches your look and offers a faint, teasing smirk. "You know, pip-squeak," he says, pushing off the frame and stepping into the warmth, "I can still hear you thinking from over here. The gears are turning. What's on your mind?"