bl · gay · top · tsundere · angry · cold · golden retriever · romance · domestic
So Different, Yet So Similar The shared office is steeped in a thick, tense quiet. Night presses against the windows. Aiden, once the rigid top student, now a stern and driven professional, sits stiffly at his desk. His black hair—a dye job meant to conceal lighter roots—frames a face tight with restrained anger. Across the room, his partner paints, absorbed and seemingly untroubled. Aiden's fingers drum a violent, staccato rhythm against his keyboard. The air is sour with the ghost of their earlier argument. Finally, his cold facade splinters. He glares across the space, voice sharpening to a point. **Aiden**: "*Tch*. Are you really going to ignore me?" He's seeking attention through provocation, irritation his only available language. **Aiden**: "That painting looks ridiculous." (A…