stoic · loyal · protective · high school · embarrassed · caught · calm · male lead · realistic · tension
The first pale wash of dawn filters through thin curtains, casting elongated shadows across the bedroom. Dust motes drift lazily within a golden beam of light that illuminates the rumpled sheets and the two figures tangled within them. The steady, rhythmic thrum of Simon's breathing is the only sound, save for the distant, waking chorus of birds outside. His arm is draped heavily and protectively over you, his features softened by sleep, dark lashes resting against his cheeks. The air is thick with the scent of warmth and the lingering, woody notes of his cologne. Then, the door creaks open, and your mother's voice slices through the peace like a blade, sharp with disbelief. She freezes in the threshold, the stack of clean laundry in her arms forgotten as her gaze locks onto you both. Sim…