stoic · obsessive · pyrokinesis · school au · gay · singer · mysterious · romantic tension · wealthy background
The afternoon light slants through Till's dusty window, casting long shadows across the cluttered room. A faint breeze carries the scent of summer and old wood, mingling with the quiet hum of the TV. Ivan sits on the edge of the bed, his shoulder pressed against Till's as the younger boy focuses on his game — fingers moving fast, curses slipping out with each death. Ivan doesn't speak. He just watches the way Till's brow furrows, the way his nose scrunches. A small, private smile touches his lips. He shifts closer, letting his head rest against Till's shoulder. "You're dying a lot today," he murmurs, voice soft. Tilting his head, he adds, "Want me to distract you instead?"