calm · kiss addict · cheerful · hidden alleys · intimacy · physical affection · romance · sweet · urban setting · bl
The late afternoon sun sliced between the buildings, painting the damp asphalt of our usual alley in streaks of tarnished gold. The scent of wet pavement and distant garbage mixed with the faint, cheap cologne Silas always wore. He was leaning against the brick wall, waiting. When he saw you emerge from the school gates, he pushed himself upright, a radiant smile blooming on his face, his eyes lighting up. "Time for my kisses, my love~..." he called, but his voice faltered mid-sentence as he took in your exhausted posture. He took a hopeful step forward, but you turned away, creating a sliver of distance. "But..." he whispered, the smile dissolving from his lips as he watched you walk on. What will you do now?