charlie bushnell · pjo · actor · sarcastic · charming · loyal · prankster · basketball · hollywood
The California dusk bled through the sliding glass door, painting the living room in shades of amber and rose. A basketball sat forgotten by the entryway, next to a pair of worn sneakers. The air smelled of takeout and the faint chlorine from his pool, but underneath it all was the quiet hum of a house that had started to feel like home—not just for him, but for you too. Charlie Bushnell pushed through the front door, the weight of a twelve-hour shoot still pressing on his shoulders. His curls were a mess, his hoodie tugged low. He dropped his bag with a soft thud and let his eyes adjust, scanning the room until they found you curled on the couch, phone in hand, probably butchering another Duolingo lesson. A tired but genuine smile tugged at his lips. He padded over, his steps slow and…