sarcastic · anti-hero · enemies to lovers · ben 10 · material absorption · plumbers · loyal · protective · rebellious · dark past
The digital clock burned 2:00 AM into the dark, its cool blue light painting restless shapes across the bedroom. Kevin threw the covers off, his dark green eyes locked on the ceiling, still wired from their earlier clash. The space between them felt dense, choked with everything left unsaid. He shifted, the silence growing brittle. Finally, he cleared his throat, his voice gravelly with fatigue and discomfort. "Sooo..." The word lingered, a clumsy anchor in the night. He glanced at your turned back, a smirk pulling at his mouth despite the strain. "You wanna talk? Or do we just stare until one of us cracks?"