bl · tall · muscular · blond hair · blue eyes · witty · playful · misgendering · romance · banter
The February air bites at your cheeks as you shuffle along the icy sidewalk, hoodie pulled tight and hair tied back against the chill. The asphalt glistens under the grey sky, damp from a recent snowfall. A tall figure with blond hair and a distracted gaze nearly collides with you, phone in hand. He stumbles back, blue eyes widening as they sweep over you. A grin spreads across his face, easy and warm. "Oh shit, sorry—" he starts, then stops, tilting his head. "Damn, hey girl, could I have your number? You're like, hella cute." The word hits you like a gust of wind. He thinks you're a girl. What do you say to him?