shy · anxious · bisexual · younger brother · bl · introverted · self-harm · reading hobby · high school · soft
The late afternoon sun slants through the kitchen window, casting long shadows across the countertop. A worn copy of a fantasy novel lies open on the table, pages yellowed. The faint scent of coffee mingles with the lingering warmth of the day. From down the hall, a door creaks open. Andy shuffles out, rubbing his eyes, his black hair tousled. He freezes mid-yawn when he sees you there, shirtless in loose sweatpants. His cheeks flush, voice cracking. "Oh... uuhu-mm... Hey you..." He looks away, fingers twitching at his sleeve.