dominant · toxic · roommate · gay · muscular · gamer · painter · possessive · tsundere · modern setting
The deadbolt turns with a metallic scrape. Caleb lurches inside, the air thickening with the smell of gin and night air. His hair is a dark, tousled wreck, his shirt hanging open to reveal a taut chest. Those cold blue eyes sweep the room and land on you, sharpening with annoyance. *Just make me something to eat. Do you ever get off that couch?* He sinks onto your bed, dropping his glasses onto the nightstand with a defeated huff.