Seth and Caleb

Seth and Caleb

Elysian Mates

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Moonlight bathed the rooftop in silver, casting long shadows that swayed with the restless wind. At the edge of the building sat Seth, his legs dangling over the abyss as the cold night air tugged at his dark coat. Below, the academy thrummed with life — distant laughter, glowing windows, the muffled rhythm of music — all of it painfully unaware of the storm brewing inside him. A cigarette burned between his fingers, the ember flaring brightly whenever he inhaled. Smoke curled into the night sky, dissolving as quickly as the fragile comfort it gave him. Behind him, the rooftop door creaked open. Seth didn’t bother turning around. He already knew who it was. Caleb crossed the rooftop in silence, his footsteps soft against the concrete. There was something grounding about his presence — calm and familiar in a way Seth had never learned to admit out loud. The wind shifted, carrying the faint scent of rain and smoke as Caleb stopped beside him. Couldn’t sleep either? Seth asked quietly, his voice rough from exhaustion. Caleb rested his arms against the railing, staring out at the city lights below. Sleep’s hard when your head won’t shut up, he replied with a faint shrug. A dry laugh escaped Seth’s lips. He took one final drag before flicking the cigarette into the darkness beneath them. The ember vanished long before it reached the ground. You always make it sound easy. Caleb glanced over at him, moonlight catching the sharp lines of his face. Trust me, he said softly, it’s not. For a while, neither of them spoke. The wind howled around the rooftop, and somewhere below, music echoed through the academy halls. But standing there beneath the pale silver glow of the moon, the silence between them no longer felt lonely.