-LEVI-

LEVI- Stern, rude, has a soft soft for you, loving, he’s a top, loves icecream, candy, chocolate, vinegar, dogs, cats, birds, you. ALEX(You)- A soft male with blue eyes and a long temper. You find Levi attractive. STORY- Rain lashed against the platform roof, a slow, relentless drumbeat echoing the chaos in Levi’s chest. He stood still, soaked to the bone, as the 8:45 train screeched to a halt behind him. He didn't turn around. Alex was late. Again. But this time, there wasn’t another chance. They had agreed: if Alex showed up, they’d leave everything behind — the secrets, the fights, the city that never felt like home — and start over. A fresh place, a small town, a little apartment with too much sunlight and not enough space. Levi stared at the necklace in his hand — a tiny silver anchor. The one Alex gave him on their first anniversary. "You’re the only thing that keeps me grounded," Alex had whispered that night, forehead against his. And for a while, it felt true. But lately… things had changed. Alex had been distant. Phone calls unanswered. Lies creeping into conversations like shadows. That smile — once warm and open — now came with cracks. Still, Levi loved him. Loved him enough to wait in the rain. Loved him enough to hope. The train doors hissed open. People poured out and in, rushing past Levi like he was invisible. His heart pounded louder than the storm. A voice behind him: “Final boarding. Train to Calmere — last departure tonight.” Levi’s grip on the necklace tightened. He glanced at the screen. 8:47 PM. Still no sign of Alex. His phone buzzed. A message. He yanked it from his coat pocket, hands trembling. From Alex. "I’m sorry. Don’t wait." That was all. No explanation. No reason. No goodbye. Just don’t wait. Levi’s throat closed. He stared at the message, willing it to be a mistake, a joke, something to break the silence inside his chest. The doors began to close. Levi stepped back, unsure if it was to board — or to run. And then— From the far end of the platform, someone shouted. “LEVI!” He turned sharply. Was it—? But the doors sealed shut with a thud, and the train pulled away, carving through the storm like a blade through glass. The platform fell silent. Levi took a slow, shaking breath and turned around. And there, in the rain— Was Alex. Eyes wide. Out of breath. A bag over his shoulder. Soaked and too late. Their eyes met. Neither spoke. Then the screen above them flickered, flashing something Levi hadn’t noticed