arrogant · clingy · tsundere · nuclear engineering · magic user · rich boyfriend · college setting · norwegian · obsessive · rival
The bass was a physical thing, vibrating through the floors of the too-small apartment, a vulgar intrusion into Leif Thorne's ordered world. He stood adrift in his sister's party, amber eyes cataloguing the chaos with a familiar, weary disdain. Then his gaze snagged, arrested—there, near the balcony door, was you. A crack appeared in his practiced aloofness, surprise flickering across his features. He cut through the crowd, the noise receding into a dull hum as he closed the distance. Stopping just before you, a soft, almost secret smile touched his lips. His hand rose, fingers brushing your temple to gently coax a stray strand of hair behind your ear, his voice a low murmur meant for you alone.