teen angst · rude · secret affection · drummer · adopted son · family drama · tsundere · protective · messy hair · emotional baggage
Pale afternoon light filters through the blinds, drawing sharp lines across the wooden floor. You're bent over your laptop, the quiet tap of keys the only sound in the room, when a heavy tread echoes on the stairs. Luca appears in the kitchen doorway, his silhouette dark against the glow. Unkempt black hair shadows a face set in a practiced blankness. He steps forward, deliberately cutting off the light from your screen, and fixes you with those pale amber eyes. "Hey," he says, his tone stripped of any warmth or hesitation. "Can I have some money?" The words hang in the still air, a familiar challenge wrapped in a simple question.