He ran and ran and ran, not knowing where he's heading. The rain was pouring down heavy; just like his tears. The thunderclaps were getting louder and so were his whimpers,
He ran until his legs couldn't move anymore, he collapsed to the floor, the ground was wet and hard under his knees, he saw a flashing light coming nearby, towards him, followed by the piercing sound of breaks.
The car stopped in front of him, he tried to get up to run again but his legs didn't seem to move,
He heard a voice of a man, "Hey, why are you here?"
His head was so full of unpleasant pictures while he lift his eyes up to see a beautiful face, with frowned brows and a small beard.
He couldn't help but scream so loud, falling totally unconscious on the man's chest, who cursed under his breath while he carried the fainted boy in his arms to his car.
❝I've been falling every day
since I first met you.❞
stolen glances,
hushed whispers,
teasing breaths,
lingering touches.
𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
─ tim bradford x fem!oc
─ the rookie; s1 ~ s?
─ slow-burn, flirting, some spice
─ updating every other day!!
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