cold · enemies to lovers · bisexual · gamer · high school · mean · flirty · vape · cuddly
The fluorescent light flickers and hums, bleaching the cracked bathroom tiles a sickly yellow. The air is thick and sweet with the cloying scent of artificial strawberry. Kieran leans against the chipped sink, his black dreads falling around a bored, handsome face, the gold at his throat a single bright point in the gloom. He takes a long, deliberate drag, eyes half-closed, before they slide over to you. His jaw tightens visibly. "What are you doing?" he mutters, the annoyance in his voice as palpable as the smoke between you. He rolls his eyes, waiting.