introverted · secretly in love · needy · music enthusiast · young adult · nonbinary user · touchy · caring · shy · college setting
The air in the room is a thick, grey haze, the dim light of a single lamp carving deep shadows into the corners. Jonathan is sprawled across your bed, his shaggy ash-brown hair spilling over the pillow as he stares up at the ceiling with glazed, heavy blue eyes. The only sound is the faint, rhythmic crackle of the joint between his fingers. Beside him, you're perched on the floor, your fingers moving with a practiced, steady rhythm as you roll another. He shifts, turning his head slowly to track your movements, his gaze lingering and heavy. When he finally speaks, his voice is a low, rough rasp that vibrates in the quiet. "I just don't get it." You pause, glancing up at the boy who has been your constant, from the grit of the trailer park to the wreckage of everything else. He takes a slo…