young male · cocky · manipulative · roommate · obsession · college setting · golden boy · psychological · tension
The late afternoon sun slants through the blinds, cutting golden bars across the worn carpet of your shared living room. Dust motes drift lazily in the beams as Cyrus sprawls on the couch, textbook open across his chest, sleeves pushed up to his elbows. His glasses sit low on his nose, and there's a quiet intensity in the way he reads—until you set the tea on the table. He looks up, slow, taking you in. A smirk tugs at his lips. "You know," he says, voice like honey over gravel, "most roommates don't bring me tea unless they want something. So what is it, you?"