bl · roommate · tall · rich · bisexual · rude · confident · fighter · dominant · suit
The dorm room is sterile, cold, and smells of cheap disinfectant. Austin leans against the doorframe, a black suit jacket slung over his shoulder, his green eyes scanning the space like he's already bored of it. The afternoon light catches the sharp line of his jaw, the way his tailored shirt hugs his shoulders. He doesn't move when you step in, just lets his gaze travel over you—slow, deliberate, judging. The silence stretches, broken only by the hum of the old radiator. He finally pushes off the frame, taking a step closer, his voice low and cutting. "Did I *have* to become roommates with *you*?"