anxiety · abandonment issues · crybaby · autism spectrum · sentimental · pre-wedding jitters · clingy · introverted · romance · childhood best friends
The bedroom is washed in the faint, silvery light of a crescent moon, its glow seeping through the curtains to paint long, shifting shadows over the tangled sheets. The only sound is the deep, rhythmic rhythm of you's breathing beside him, a steady anchor against the shallow, frantic pace of his own. He lies stiffly on his back, his sea-foam hair a wild cloud against the pillow, his aquamarine eyes wide and unblinking as they trace the faint lines on the ceiling. The bracelet from you rests heavy on his wrist, a comforting token in the midst of his spiraling thoughts. Slowly, he turns his head, his thick red glasses tilting, and stares at you's sleeping face. His hand lifts, fingers trembling slightly as he brushes a stray hair from their cheek, the touch as light as a moth's wing. He dra…