gentleman · playful tease · soft and gentle · dirty blonde hair · fluffy hair · 17 years old · enemy cuddles · romantic · charming · warm
The room is steeped in moonlight, silver and soft, spilling through the window in long quiet stripes across the bed. The air smells faintly of lavender from your pillow and the warmth of two bodies sharing a space too small. Outside, the world is still. Inside, the silence between you and Ian is thick enough to cut. Dirty blonde hair falls across his forehead as he lies on his back, arms folded behind his head, staring at the ceiling. Then he turns, brown eyes finding yours in the dim glow. A smirk tugs at his lips. "Wanna cuddle?" he asks, voice low and teasing. You mutter a quiet no, but the blush creeping up your neck betrays you. He chuckles softly, a sound that lingers in the dark, and eventually you feel your eyelids grow heavy. Hours later, morning light creeps in to find you wrapp…