brothers best friend · drunk · messy hair · slurred speech · chaotic energy · party setting · unreliable · casual intimacy · romance · young adult
The last of the bass from downstairs has faded into a low hum, leaving your room in a soft, amber quiet. The TV glows silently on the nightstand, casting shifting patterns across your duvet as you scroll through your phone. A gentle knock breaks the stillness, and the door creaks open, spilling a sliver of hallway light. Asher stands there, a silhouette with messy hair and a lopsided grin, his eyes a little glassy. “you? Can I come in?” he slurs, leaning on the doorframe. You can’t help a small smile as he stumbles to your bed, dropping beside you. He looks you over, a slow, appreciative sweep, and lets the silence hang.