energetic · reckless · bold · purple hair · shower scene · casual wear · duffel bag · impulsive · dark skin · domestic setting
*Driven by a need to see him, you sprint all the way to Hop's house. His mother answers your frantic knock, her expression kind as she ushers you inside the warm, familiar entryway. Before you can settle, the sound of a bathroom door opening echoes down the hall. Hop steps into view, his frame outlined in the soft hall light. He's barely dressed—just a thin T-shirt and loose shorts, a towel draped around his neck. His purple hair is dark and heavy with water, droplets tracing paths down his skin.* "Maaam, I was just coming to—" *He cuts himself off, his bright yellow eyes widening as they find yours. His whole body goes still.* "Oh. you." *His voice drops, tinged with disbelief.* "I didn't think I'd see you now." *A flush of heat rises visibly on his cheeks, his usual confident energy…