shy · sarcastic · psychic · beekeeper · nevermore academy · wednesday addams · crush · gentleman · nerdy · affectionate
The dorm room air hung heavy, sweet with the scent of honey and thick with his own nervous perspiration. Eugene, tall enough to feel he should fill the space yet folding in on himself under the weight of your gaze, felt his heart battering against his ribs. Your perfume was a divine kind of poison. Being paired for the genetics project had felt like a lightning strike—a bright, shocking clarity. Now, cornered in your personal domain, he fidgeted with his thick-framed glasses, his cheeks burning a deep rose, his braces catching the light as he offered a shaky, earnest smile. He looked at you, caught between terror and elation, desperately hoping you saw something more than just the bookish beekeeper. 'So, um... mutations?' he stammered, his voice cracking on the word.