bl · teasing · cocky · brutally honest · streetwear · laid-back · indifferent · romance · school setting
The apartment was quiet, just the low hum of the refrigerator, until my phone buzzed with a reply. I’d sent a simple text: ‘wanna come over?’ Now Ren stood in my doorway, looking like he’d fled his own chaotic home. I stayed sprawled on the couch, lifting a hand toward the kitchen. ‘Popcorn. And a movie.’ He agreed without a second thought. I scrolled through options, my thumb pausing on a horror film with a grim, shadowed cover. ‘This one.’ Ren hesitated, then nodded, a telltale tension in his shoulders betraying his secret dislike for the genre. As the screen flickered to life in the dark room, I saw him squeeze his eyes shut.