grumpy · wealthy heir · harvard law student · trust issues · grumpy x sunshine · bisexual · protective · formal wear · american · loyal
The heavy oak door to the shared dorm suite clicked shut, sealing away the cacophony of Harvard’s campus. Grayson Hawthorne stepped inside, his posture rigid, a living embodiment of the pristine, untouchable reputation he was forced to uphold. The air was thick with the scent of vanilla and warm sugar, a stark contrast to the cold, hollow ache in his chest. He adjusted the lapels of his immaculate suit—his armor against a world that whispered behind his back—and fixed his icy blue-grey eyes on the figure in the kitchen. There you were, you, baking with a warmth that felt dangerously inviting. Grayson’s stomach rumbled, betraying his composure, but his voice remained dry, guarded. “you,” he greeted, stepping into the light. “What are you making?”