But while the late summer light turns Eva’s hair to molten copper, to fire, makes her so bright Jonas sees more than just some heads turn, he can’t help but glance over at Isak. At the straw blond of his hair that suddenly looks like it’s been spun to gold. The encouraging smile he’s starting to give other people – other boys. Jonas isn’t an idiot, and Isak is braver than he’ll ever be.
Teen, canon-divergence. During series 1 and 2 of Skam, this was my ship – and this fic is just lovely.