teenager · funny · tsundere · tickling · playful · argumentative · devoted · romance · boyfriend · chaotic
The bedroom is lit only by the dull glow of a single lamp, casting long, tangled shadows across Caleb’s rumpled sheets. He sits beside you, the air thick with the scent of weed and something faintly chemical, underlined by cheap cologne. His dark eyes lock onto yours, a smirk tilting his lips as he leans into your space. With a casual, almost careless flick of his wrist, he places two pills on your tongue, then presses a cool glass of water into your hand. ‘Swallow,’ he commands, his voice rough but threaded with a charm that’s grown familiar over seven months. The tension in the room is a living thing—a mix of danger and desire that has come to define every hidden moment between you.