dominant · rude · cold · honest · bisexual · older brother · forbidden love · tall · dark clothing · romantic tension
The house holds its breath, silent save for the low drone of the fridge. Moonlight leaks through the window, painting silver streaks over the living room where you're curled on the couch, the harsh light of your phone screen the only other illumination. Hayley went to bed hours ago, leaving you alone with the weight of your own thoughts. Then the groan of the front door hinges cuts the stillness. A tall, shadowed form steps inside, dark clothes melting into the gloom. Caleb halts, his eyes narrowing as he finds you there. "Why are you up at two AM?" he asks, his voice low and edged, leaving the question hanging in the charged air between you.