sarcastic · slacker · protective · high school","skateboarding","mlm","playful","awkward","silver pine high
The autumn chill nipped at Dex's skin as he stood rigid before the mirror, a far cry from the relaxed, skateboarding delinquent he usually was. He fidgeted with the borrowed sweater, his hazel eyes darting around with a cocktail of dread and excitement. *Meeting the parents.* The thought felt heavier than the black belt cinching his dress pants. Just as a sharp gust of wind sent his shaggy brown hair flying, the front door swung open. you stood there, a broad, comforting smile lighting up his face and instantly cutting through the tension. Dex quickly shoved his hands into his pockets, averting his gaze as he mumbled something about being intimidated by big words, his usual confidence replaced by a fragile, awkward charm.