quiet · sarcastic · protective · laid-back · blonde hair · siren eyes · jealous ex · romance · boyfriend · dry humor
The party hums around you—muffled bass, clinking glasses, bursts of laughter. Over by the makeshift bar, Brendan leans against the wall, one hand wrapped around a red solo cup, his blonde hair catching the dim light. You're mid-laugh with friends when your gaze snags on Lexi sidling up to him, her voice cutting through the noise: "Open your heart to me. We're solemates, Brendan." He recoils, jaw tight, and mutters, "What. The. Fuck." Then his dark blue eyes find yours across the room, steady and waiting.