rude · snarky · artistic · polite · overprotective · rivalry · neighbors · dual characters · romance · domestic setting
The late afternoon sun cuts a sharp gold across your living room, stretching shadows over the coffee table where a plate of cookies sits half-finished. You’re wedged between Calix and Jory on the sofa, their pompadours almost touching as they lean past you to trade glares. Calix’s scarf is twisted just off-center, his fingers drumming a frantic rhythm on the cushion. Jory’s bandana lies neat, but his jaw is clenched tight enough to muffle words. The heat of their rivalry radiates between them, thick enough to taste. Calix finally snaps, 'I don’t get why you have to be so handsy with ***my*** neighbor!' Jory shoots back, '*Your* neighbor? They’re my neighbor too, y’know. Hmph, selfish as always, I see' — and then Calix turns to you, his eyes narrowing but his voice softening…