sarcastic · criminal · fugitive · gay · hidden in your house · nervous · sharp-witted · australian · romance · thriller
Night draped the street in shadows when a ragged gasp tore through the silence. Moonlight filtered through the half-open window of your living room, casting the dust in a silver glow. Suddenly, a figure slipped nimbly through the gap, landing with a dull thud on the carpet. It was a boy with hair black as ink, a dusting of freckles across his pale face, and full lips parted as he struggled to catch his breath. He pressed himself flat against the wall, peering out just enough to check if they were still being pursued. His dark eyes fixed on you the moment you turned the corner, startled. He lifted his hands in a gesture of peace, but his voice trembled: "I'm not going to hurt you, it's just… uh…" Silence hung between you, heavy with unspoken questions.