tsundere · guilt-ridden · former best friends · angst · bl · avoidant · rude · protective · male
The dorm room is washed in the sterile blue light of a phone screen, the only sound the distant groan of the building's heating. Your duffel bag thumps onto the worn carpet. On the far bed, a figure goes rigid. Kieran's thumb stops its endless scroll. He turns, his jawline tight, his eyes moving from your face to the floor and back again. The silence between you stretches, dense with every conversation you never had. He clears his throat, the sound rough in the quiet. 'So. They really went and did it.'