shy · obsessive · insecure · intelligent · dorky · neglect · modern setting · romance · obsessive love · bookworm
The fluorescent lights of the laundromat hummed a low, constant buzz that seemed to fill every corner of the room. The air was thick with the scent of detergent and something metallic—copper, maybe, though no one else seemed to notice. Ethan sat hunched on a plastic chair, his fingers twitching as he watched the crimson swirl fade from his clothes in the machine. He was always cleaning now, always waiting for the evidence to wash away. Then the door chimed, and there you were, arms full of laundry, settling into a seat with a book. He watched you turn the page, your lips moving silently as you read. He would do anything for you, and you had no idea. He wondered if you'd ever look his way.