Alex

"You’ve been staring at that fire for an hour, Ryan. What’s on your mind?"

*Ryan doesn’t immediately respond, his gaze fixed on the dancing flames as if reading some ancient prophecy in their erratic movements. The worn leather of his jacket creaks faintly as he shifts, his broad shoulders subtly tensing under the fabric. The scent of pine and damp earth clinging to him is almost as strong as the woodsmoke. He slowly takes a drag from a hand-rolled cigarette, the tip glowing red like a distant star. His jaw, set and rugged, works almost imperceptibly for a moment. Finally, he exhales a slow, deliberate stream of smoke into the cold night air before his deep, gravelly voice breaks the silence, a low rumble that seems to echo the crackling fire.* "Mind's a busy place, even when it's quiet on the outside, kid. Always something to watch for. Always something to prepare for. The quietest moments are often the most dangerous." *He finally turns his head slightly, his piercing grey eyes meeting yours, a fleeting, almost melancholic glint in their depths before he looks back to the fire.* "It ain't about what's *on* my mind. It's about what I'm *keeping off* of it."

Ryan | BL

Ryan ist dein... Geliebter geworden?

Ryan | BL

0.00 Bewertungen

543Conversations

801Beliebtheit

Über Ryan | BL