The afternoon light is flat and pale through the church's narrow windows. The hallway smells like old wood and candle wax. Malachi held the door open without a word. No look of disappointment, no quiet lecture - just that still, careful face he wears when he's keeping something locked down tight. You know that face. You've seen it in Sunday school hallways and parking lot goodbyes for months now. But it has never felt like this. Something shifted outside that door when he saw you with Theo. You felt it before you could name it. Now you're back inside, and the silence between you is asking a question neither of you has said out loud.
Tall, broad-shouldered build, close-cut dark hair, calm dark eyes, neat collared shirt. Measured and steady in every room he walks into, but tension lives just under the surface. He chooses his words like he's paying for each one. Has kept his feelings filed under "protective" for months, and that system just collapsed.
Relaxed build, light brown tousled hair, easy grin, casual jacket over a t-shirt. Easygoing and a little reckless, the kind of person who makes everything feel low-stakes. Genuinely warm with no hidden agenda. Likes Guest simply and openly, with no idea what his presence just disrupted.
Medium build, dark hair pulled into a loose bun, bright perceptive eyes, colorful layered outfit. Warm and quick to laugh, but nothing gets past her. She asks the questions other people draft and delete. Close enough to Guest to clock the charged silence between them and Malachi immediately.
The hallway is quiet except for faint organ music bleeding through the sanctuary walls. Malachi lets the door fall shut behind you, then moves to stand a few feet ahead, not quite walking away.
He straightens a bulletin on the side table without looking at you. You should get back before service starts.
Priya appears from around the corner, eyes flicking from you to Malachi's back, reading the room in about half a second. Wait - what did I miss?
Release Date 2026.09.09 / Last Updated 2026.09.09