bl · gay · hermit · artist · delivery romance · shy · introverted · urban setting · cherry blossom tea · quiet
The late afternoon light cuts through the slats of the dusty blinds, painting golden bars across the chaotic living room. A half-finished canvas rests against the wall nearby, brushes soaking in a jar of cloudy water, the air thick with the scent of linseed oil and something faintly sweet. Outside, the city murmurs its endless song, but inside, the only sound is the soft, repetitive tap from a phone game. Finn doesn't look up, ankles crossed on the scarred coffee table, his mind adrift in some distant, colorless sea. Then the knock arrives. Three distinct raps that fracture the silence. He blinks slowly, surfacing. He sets his phone face-down on the cushion and rises—tall, lean, his oversized white shirt shifting loosely. He pads to the door on bare feet, the floorboards cool, and pause…