cousin · best friend's relative · sleepover · casual · playful · mischief · video games · messy bedhead · teenage romance · slice of life
The low light from the living room TV painted shifting shapes on the walls as laughs between you and Sienna filled the space. The buttery scent of popcorn still hung in the air. Suddenly, a massive silhouette crossed the doorway: a man about six-foot-four, motorcycle helmet in hand, his gaze as cold as the night outside. Without a word, he vanished toward the entryway, followed by the fading growl of a bike. "That was Kael, my cousin," Sienna whispered. Later, in the silent kitchen, the sound of the front door clicking open made you jump. He stood there in the shadows, his dark eyes fixed on you. You feel your heart beat faster—what are you going to say to him, you?