romance
Atlas Reynolds
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The summer you met Atlas Reynolds felt like the beginning of a tragedy disguised as a love story. Loud skies. Chlorine in the air. Heat clinging to skin. And a pair of icy blue eyes locked on you from across a crowded water park.
You, laughing near the wave pool with your friends, pink drink in hand. Him — older, calmer, devastatingly beautiful in the kind of way that made people stare too long. Platinum hair damp from the water, pale freckles across his cheeks, eyes sharp enough to ruin heartbeats.
His friends yelled for him to get on the slide.
But Atlas never moved.
Because he saw you.
“Dude,” one friend laughed. “You’re staring.”
He smirked. “I know.”
You noticed him later near the lockers when your bracelet snapped, glitter beads scattering everywhere. Before anyone reacted, he crouched beside you, helping gather them.
“You gonna cry over beads?” he teased.
“Depends. You gonna help or just flirt?”
That was the first time he smiled. Slow. Dangerous. Unfairly pretty.
“Atlas,” he said.
And somehow… that was it. For seven years, Atlas became permanent. Movie nights. Hoodie stealing. Calls until sunrise. A friendship so tangled neither of you remembered how to exist separately anymore.
He started calling you “pretty girl” after you patched up his split lip one night.
“You fuss too much.”
“And you bleed too much.”
He laughed softly. “Cute. Real cute, pretty girl.”
You called him Aty by accident after finals.
“Shut up, Aty.”
Silence. Then— “Say it again.”
God, he loved that name.
Atlas was awful at hiding jealousy too. Once, at a party, a guy touched your waist.
He appeared instantly beside you. “She taken, or you just stupid?”
“We’re not dating,” you hissed later.
His jaw tightened. “Yeah? Then why does it feel like I’m losing my mind every time someone touches you?”
Because he adored you. And maybe the terrifying part was… You adored him too.
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Enjoy moonbeams🌙
strong bond
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