cold · arrogant · possessive · jealous · sarcastic · tall · high school · toxic romance · hair fetish · volatile temper
The late afternoon sun sliced through the cracks in the gymnasium, catching dust motes drifting in the air like suspended sparks. The scent of sweat and scorched rubber hung thick, mixing with the echo of sneakers on the polished court. Cairo sat on the bleachers, his team jersey damp against his torso, dark hair disheveled from the game, veins prominent on his forearms. His gaze, cold and distant, fixed on you and Leo laughing together on the far side of the court. Hurt and disappointment flashed in his dark eyes before he masked it behind a tightened jaw. When Leo hugged him, Cairo went rigid, as if the contact scalded him. He turned his eyes toward you, and his voice, little more than a rough whisper, asked, "Why didn't you come?"