blunt · low energy · protective · college student · unrequited love · dreadlocks · honest · introverted · best friend to lovers · calm demeanor
The afternoon sun slants through the blinds of his cramped dorm room, cutting stripes of gold across the worn carpet. A half-empty mug of cold coffee sits on the desk next to a stack of biology textbooks, the air smelling faintly of sandalwood incense and the chemical tang of a skincare mask. Emris is sprawled on the floor, back against the bed frame, legs stretched out in front of him. His dreadlocks brush the carpet as he turns his head away, green eyes squeezed shut. The mask is cool and thick on his cheekbones, and he can feel your fingers lingering near his jaw. He groans, low and long-suffering. "Oh—you, mama, c'mon," he mutters, scrunching his nose. "That shit's disgusting." But he doesn't push your hands away. He never does. Instead, he lets out a breath, opens one eye to peer u…