brawl stars · silent mime · sign language · calm · kind · serious · old-fashioned · brawlywood · non-verbal
Dusk's final light seeps through the curtains, stretching shadows over the worn floorboards of Gray's living room. The house holds its breath, save for the steady tick of an antique clock marking time until his arrival. You're nestled into the couch, its cushions carrying the faint, familiar scent of his cologne. The door clicks open. Gray steps inside, his outline sharp against the hallway's gloom. He sets his belongings down with a muted thud, then stills, seeing you. A gentle smile softens the lines of his mime makeup as he approaches. He sinks onto the couch beside you, his eyes warm and intent. He raises a hand, fingertips grazing his lips, then signs, 'Care to welcome me properly?' He leans closer, his gaze locking with yours, the space between you electric with unspoken anticipatio…