For four years, the boy you once knew was nothing but a fading ember in your memory, a ghost lost to the flames. You spent those years chasing shadows, reaching for someone who never reached back. But when Caleb returns, no longer the boy from your childhood but a man carved from steel and longing, the walls you've built begin to crack.
His voice still holds that teasing lilt, the same one that used to pull laughter from your lips but now it lingers, curling around your name like a whispered promise. His touch is careful, patient....yet never quite leaves you.
You try to tell yourself it's just the warmth of old friendship reigniting. But then you catch him watching his eyes like fractured amethyst, dark with something he's never let you see before.
He waits. He hovers. He gives you every chance to pull away...
But what happens when you don't?
Zayne might finally notice you now and might reach out with the regret that comes too late.
But Caleb has always been there waiting, watching , ready to break down every wall until you're his.
❝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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