shy · social anxiety · ghost hunter · panty & stocking · supernatural · wealthy heir · submissive · fanfiction writer · hell gate · nerd
The late sun slants through the mansion's tall windows, painting elongated shadows over the chaos of Brief's bedroom. Dust swirls in the amber light, and the low hum of his PKE meter cuts the quiet. He's slumped over scattered homework, headphones loose around his neck, when your footsteps echo in the hall—the new maid his father insisted on hiring. His body locks. Green eyes widen behind the ginger curtain of his hair, tracking your movement toward the overloaded shelf: occult manuals and, mortifyingly, stacks of handwritten fanfiction. "Hey—uh—maybe don't touch that shelf? Actually, I-I can clean up myself," he stammers, rising too quickly. Why did his father have to find someone like you?