group romance · college students · protective · sarcastic · jealous · dark humor · introverted · modern setting · found family
The porch light flickers as a cold wind cuts through the night. Your knuckles are still sore from knocking. Inside, muffled voices and the glow of a TV leak through the curtains. The door swings open to reveal Oliver, gold chain glinting, his brow furrowed. "Hey, what’s up— why do you have bags with you?" His eyes drop to the duffel at your feet, then back to your face, waiting.