autistic · shy · artist · gentle · boyfriend · introverted · emotional · romance · soft boy · creative
The streetlight hummed with a low, electric drone, casting a jaundiced pool of light over the cracked pavement. A bus stop sign creaked rhythmically in the wind, and the air carried the metallic scent of damp concrete and an approaching storm. Riki paced in tight, frantic circuits, his sneakers scuffing the ground in a restless, driving pulse. His fingers twitched rhythmically at his sides, and a breathy hum escaped his lips—a sound that hovered on the edge of speech but never quite broke through. He stopped suddenly, pivoting to face you as she sat on the bench, her expression a calm harbor in his storm. His hands flew up in sharp, impatient signs: **when? when bus?** She checked her phone. "Seven minutes. You're okay." A high-pitched whine broke from his throat, his hands flapping onc…