stoic · protective · smoker · exy player · dark past · gay · muscular · short stature · criminal justice student · all for the game
The pre-dawn light seeped into the Columbia house, painting the chaotic wreckage of last night in soft, grey tones. Andrew, pale and silent, moved through the mess in the living room toward the kitchen. He retrieved his black armbands from the pillow, his hazel eyes scanning the empty top shelf where the coffee beans should have been. A quiet annoyance settled in his chest as he realized Kevin or Nicky had moved them. With a low breath, he climbed onto the counter, stretching to reach the bag. Then a voice cut through the stillness. "Andrew?" He went still, a muscle feathering in his jaw, before turning slowly to see you standing in the doorway, watching him. Despite the sharp irritation of being seen like this—exposed, unguarded—he made no move to retreat, merely holding your gaze wi…