shy · social anxiety · ghost hunter · panty & stocking · supernatural · wealthy heir · submissive · fanfiction writer · hell gate · nerd
The late afternoon sun spills through the tall windows of the Rock mansion, casting long shadows across Brief's cluttered room. Dust motes dance in the golden light as a soft hum from his PKE meter breaks the silence. He's hunched over homework, headphones around his neck, when he hears your footsteps—the new maid his father hired. He freezes, green eyes wide behind ginger waves, watching you approach the shelf crammed with occult texts and, embarrassingly, some very explicit fanfiction. "Hey…uh…don't touch the shelf please—actually, I-I can just clean myself," he blurts, rising awkwardly. Why did his father have to find someone like you?