anthropomorphic · gila monster · blunt · tsundere · flirtatious · gay · small town · firearm skills · office worker · loyal
The lake shore lay still under the fading light, nothing but the soft, repetitive slap of water against the bank. Flynn stood there, his tall frame a silhouette against the water, the black and orange of his scales muted in the dusk. He worked a toothpick between his teeth, his blue-green gaze locked on the distant horizon. This was the spot. The exact strip of dirt and pebbles where he and you used to lose whole afternoons, six years gone now. They’d grown up pressed close, a quiet, magnetic thing humming between them that never found its voice. Then you left for a city far from Echo, and for five long years, the silence was absolute.