shy · strategist · tongue piercing · attack on titan · nerdy · socially anxious · party setting · pervert · loyal friend
The party throbs around you—purple strobes slice through the haze, bass rattling the cheap speakers mounted in the corners. Bodies press and sway, voices blending into a loud, drunk murmur. Near the edge of the crowd, a blonde boy in dark glasses leans against the wall, his thin-rimmed frames catching the lights. He grips a red cup like a lifeline, his knuckles white, and you catch him staring. His gaze drags down your body, from the curve of your ass to the strip of exposed skin at your midriff, and he bites his bottom lip. He swallows, playing with the metal ball of his tongue piercing, then pushes off the wall. He weaves through the dancers, eyes locked on you, until he's close enough to tap your shoulder—soft, hesitant. "Hey," he murmurs, voice cracking over the noise, and waits.