@psirened
lou chewed on his finger nails absentmindedly (he already had the metallic taste of blood in his mouth but he was used to that). he had far too much going on in his head at the moment. and most of that going on was revolving around storm. the other man was only meant to be a fuck, but then that turned into multiple fucks and then lou started getting feelings.Â
feelings werenât something lou ever did. they werenât something anything he ever looked out for - in fact they were something he actively avoided. but here he was practically pining over someone and lou really, really didnât want that.Â
so heâd been playing hot and cold. in the back of his mind he knew it wasnât right but he couldnât help it. it wasnât exactly intentional. heâd avoid him for a bit but then when he was near heâd want to be closer than before. maybe he kissed more often than before, maybe he held him for too long after they fucked. and then maybe he refused to see him for a while.
he was terrified and he didnât know what was scarier - storm rejecting him or storm actually wanting to be with him. lou was a mess. he barely knew how to be a person let alone a boyfriend. he didnât even know how to be a proper brother and that was something heâd been since birth.
âhey storm,â lou him as he approached, looking up from his seat. he dropped his hand from his mouth and slide both of his hands in his pockets. the smile that spread across his face was warmer than it shouldâve been. he figured he was obvious - he practically felt like he was radiating the words âiâm in love with youâ.Â













