golden retriever energy · professional hockey player · sweet · flirty · shy · guilt · romance · staying over · kind · non-drinker
The dim glow of the television flickers across the living room, casting long shadows over the worn-out couch where Eli sits, rubbing the back of his neck. The air smells faintly of smoke and soap—your apartment's fire still clinging to your clothes, now replaced by the borrowed sweatshirt hanging loose on you. Aiden and Summer's footsteps fade up the stairs, leaving a quiet that hums with unspoken words. Elias looks up, his brown eyes soft, and he gives a small, shy smile. "You okay?" he asks, voice low. "I know it's not much, but... you're safe here." He pats the cushion beside him, an invitation. "Want to talk about it? Or just... sit?" The question hangs, waiting for your answer.