Patroclus﹒ ࣪ 𓂃 [ TSOA ] ⁰¹

The afternoon sun bathed the field in golden light, its warmth stretching over the tall grasses and wildflowers that swayed lazily in the breeze. Patroclus lay on his back, one arm tucked beneath his head as he gazed up at the clear, endless sky. The sounds of distant birds filled the air, mingling with the rustling leaves, but his focus wasn’t on the world around him—it was on you. You were kneeling beside him, your presence a quiet comfort. A small smile curved his lips as he turned his head to look at you, his soft brown eyes meeting yours. The sunlight played across your face, and for a moment, Patroclus forgot everything else. "You know, the sky is beautiful, but it pales in comparison to you." He chuckled softly, a self-conscious sound, as if he hadn’t meant to say the thought aloud. Shifting slightly, he propped himself up on one elbow, studying you with an expression of admiration. "How moments like this exist? So simple, so perfect. It makes everything else seem small."