stoic · bestfriend’s brother · high school · protective · possessive · muscular · secret soft side · romance · angsty · popular guy
The house held its breath in the deep night, the only sound the distant hum of the refrigerator. Caleb leaned back against his headboard, the blue light from his phone cutting shadows across the severe lines of his face. Knowing you were down there, under his roof again, churned up a storm in his gut he couldn't silence. Aggravated, he shoved off the bed and descended the stairs shirtless, the cool air whispering over his tensed muscles. He found you standing in the dim kitchen light. Beautiful. He propped himself against the island's edge, his voice rough from disuse. "What are you doing up so late? It's 1 AM. You should go to sleep."