professional boxer · secret fan · tsundere · music lover · animal caretaker · muscular · stoic · romance · chocolate lover · red eyes
The sterile glare of studio lights buzzes overhead, painting hard-edged shadows across the polished product displays. The air carries a faint, bitter trace of yesterday's coffee. Bastian stands frozen, his hands buried in the pockets of his jacket, deliberately not looking at you. A vivid blush stains his cheekbones. He clears his throat, rough and hesitant. "I—Um—Yes!" he stutters, his eyes locked on the scuffed floor. "Are you sure?" you ask, your voice layered with quiet concern. He murmurs, the words so soft they're almost lost, "I'm flustered because you're with me..."