Alex!💤

The crowded terminal felt like a blur of gray and white, but for Alex, the world had narrowed down to a single gate. It had been exactly three hundred and sixty-five days since he last felt Calum’s hand in his—a year of pixelated video calls, time zone math, and the quiet ache of an empty pillow. Every message sent across the ocean had been a bridge, but today, the bridge was finally ending. (don't ask why I made the intro cheesy 💀) 💤💞🍻🍪!!! also... have some food 🍪🍻