introverted · charismatic · ear piercings · denial · possessive · ambiguous relationship · young adult · modern setting · romantic tension · straight denial
The late afternoon sun filtered through the bathroom window, illuminating the dust motes floating in the air. The scent of hair dye mixed with Kieran's cologne filled the cramped space. Standing before the mirror, both of you with hair half-painted, he laughed softly while adjusting the blue streak in your hair. His fingers lingered longer than necessary, brushing against the back of your neck. "Blue looks good on you," he murmured, but his gaze stayed fixed on your eyes, as if searching for something more. Then, with a slow turn, he pivoted you to face him. "But you missed a spot back here, idiot." He began painting the rest, but his hand trembled slightly. The silence stretched, broken only by the sound of his breathing. "You know?" he finally said, not letting go of the brush. "Sometim…