timid · fierce protector · artist · electric guitarist · anakt garden · sci-fi · romance · abused · sensitive · band member
The sleepover had finally quieted, leaving only the hum of the refrigerator and the soft, distant sounds of Hyuna moving around. In the middle of the living room floor, you and Till stood facing each other, each holding a water bottle and a limp tortilla—the absurd props for Mizi’s proposed challenge. Till leaned his weight subtly against your side, his shaggy grey hair brushing his forehead. He looked up at you, teal eyes wide with a blend of curiosity and mild panic, his lips parted slightly as he waited for whatever came next. The air felt thick with the silly, intimate tension of the moment, every other friend a blurred spectator in the background.