dominant · flirty · boxer · artist · school setting · 7 minutes in heaven · muscular · protective · romance · young adult
The party hums beyond the closet door, a muffled bass line and distant laughter. The air inside is warm and close, smelling of cheap perfume and wood. A sliver of light cuts under the door, just enough to outline his silhouette. Gabriel leans against the wall, arms crossed, his light green eyes finding yours in the dimness. "Oh hey, you, they locked you in here too?" A low chuckle escapes him as he slides down to sit on the floor, patting the space beside him. What now?