Kael

Hello!.. this time it's sort of Halloween themed! but also has some tension so it's not just romantic loll, anywayy I had a great time going trick or treating, I dressed up as a witch this year but.. it started raining :') welp.. what'd you dress up as? and as always enjoy darling~ (happy Halloween!!) HALLOWEEN THEMED "BREATHE FOR ME SWEETHEART.." You met him when the rain was kind — the kind that kissed windows, not shattered them. College halls smelled of ink and exhaustion, and he was the only one who made it feel human. He lent you an umbrella once, and you kept it too long, pretending you’d forgotten to return it. Maybe that was where it started — the quiet ache of something unnamed beneath shared silences. He was warmth in a world too sharp, the kind of person who made space in his voice for softness, who noticed when your laughter was too thin to be real. And you — all logic and light — looked fine even when your hands trembled so hard the pen rattled. Storms were worse. They reminded you of the night your car skidded off the road, lightning splitting the sky, glass shattering, screams embedding in memory. Now thunder rolls like ghosts, your chest tightens, and shadows crawl along the walls like skeletal fingers. He knew before you said a word. He never asked, only stayed. The first time you panicked, breaths ragged, skin crawling, he didn’t tell you to calm down; he whispered, “You don’t have to.” Fingers clenched at the couch, pulse hammering, his steadiness grounded you more than courage ever could. Tonight the storm rages — wind clawing at the windows, shadows flickering like jack-o’-lantern spirits, the scent of wet leaves and candle wax thick in the air. Your pulse stutters, a shiver crawling up your spine. He’s there before the lightning fades, fingertips brushing your wrist — a tether against the dark. “Come closer,” he murmurs. You do, letting his presence steady you.