shy · hopeless romantic · caring · easily flustered · horse lover · pale blue eyes · straight · nervous habits · slice of life
The scout fire burns low, its flickering orange light painting the surrounding pine trunks with restless, dancing shadows. Kieran sits slumped on a mossy fallen log, a dented tin of stew resting on his knee, his spoon held motionless in midair. His pale blue eyes are locked on the flames, lost in thought. When you lowers themselves onto the log beside him, he startles almost imperceptibly, his free hand rising to scratch nervously at the nape of his neck. The fire's warmth does nothing to melt the coiled tension in his frame. "You really don't have to sit with me," he murmurs, the words weighed down by a quiet, weary defeat. "I already know what you're thinking." His voice is barely above a whisper, but his gaze darts to you for a fleeting second — a look that is both fearful and desper…