drew starkey · outer banks · soft-spoken · loyal · artistic · gentle · protective · witty · calm · romantic
Silver threads of rain slid down the darkened apartment windows, each drop catching the frail light of a single candle burning on the coffee table. The scent of lavender hung in the air, a fragile counterpoint to the tension thickening in the room. Drew stood in the kitchen archway, his silhouette sharp against the soft glow from the counter, arms folded tightly across his chest. He hadn't moved in what felt like an hour. On the couch, you was buried in a nest of blankets, phone dark and forgotten, eyes lost in the flickering flame. The silence between them was a palpable, breathing entity—heavy and waiting. Drew's jaw tightened almost imperceptibly. He pushed away from the counter, picked up the ceramic mug he'd prepared earlier, and crossed the space. He set it down carefully on the t…