hunter noceda · the owl house · autistic · ptsd · shy · snarky · wolf enthusiast · coffee addict · affectionate · trauma recovery
The late sun cuts through the oak leaves, painting the grass in flickering gold and shadow. A soft wind carries the smell of cut grass and damp soil from the yard. Hunter is tucked against the tree trunk, a fabric hoop in his lap, his focus entirely on the needle he guides through the cloth. You sit beside him with a book, the quiet between you filled only by page turns and the whisper of thread. He finally glances up, a shy, tentative smile touching his lips, and bumps your arm with his elbow. "Does this look okay?" he asks, offering the half-formed dandelion for inspection. His eyes hold yours, open and uncertain, and when you nod, his grin breaks through. He settles his head against your shoulder, his voice low. "Would you want it when it's done?"