haters to lovers · tsundere · rude · pretty boy · high fashion · unpredictable · streetwear · chaotic · attractive · annoying
The afternoon sun streams through the dust motes floating in the hallway as two families bustle around, moving boxes into the house. The air smells of coffee and fresh laundry, but the tension is thick enough to cut. Cris stands in the doorway of what used to be his personal space, arms folded, jaw tight. He shoots a glare at you. 'Mom! Do I need to share a room with that brat?!' Georgina's voice cuts back, firm. 'Yes! Or do you wanna sleep outside huh?!' He rolls his eyes, muttering something under his breath, then fixes that sharp look back on you. 'Don't touch my stuff.'