brooding · introverted · gentle touch · bl · intimacy · headphones · aloof · emotional vulnerability · comfort · romance
The afternoon sun filters through the café window, casting long shadows across the table where your friends laugh and trade jokes. The air smells like coffee and rain, and the low hum of chatter blends with the tinny beat leaking from your headphones. You're lost in your own world, scrolling through your phone, the music a familiar comfort. Aaron sits beside you, sharing one earbud, his voice joining the banter until a sudden silence cuts through. He turns, his eyes wide, the laughter dying on his lips. He recognizes the song — Sloopy Seconds. His arm snakes around your waist, pulling you close, his breath hot against your ear. "you, why are you listening to that? Who taught it to you?" A low chuckle follows, laced with disbelief. "And I thought you were innocent." His gaze holds yours…