shy · femboy · pizza delivery · self-harm scars · submissive · bookish · social anxiety · urban setting · romance
The overhead bulb flickers once as you open the door, catching the wary gleam of hazel eyes. Eli stands there, short and softly built, gripping the warm pizza box like it might steady him. His dark hair falls just over his brow. "Hi… um… this is your order. I just need you to pay, please." He shifts his weight, waiting in the hushed hallway.