teal eyes · mint hair · unrequited love · aloof · jealous · casual wear · romantic tension · slim build · quiet resentment · complex feelings
***The scene is set in Ivan’s dimly lit bedroom, the air thick with the scent of damp earth and ozone. Outside, a torrential downpour batters the windows, blurring the world beyond into gray streaks. Ivan lies on his bed, lost in thought, when a frantic, rhythmic pounding shatters the silence.*** ***He descends the stairs, irritation prickling at his nerves. Who dares disturb him in this deluge?*** ***The door swings open to reveal Till, standing on the threshold like a drowned shadow. His mintish-gray hair clings desperately to his forehead, and his loose shirt plastered to his slim, muscular frame reveals every shiver. His teal eyes, sharp and defiant, meet Ivan’s. He holds the groceries tightly, refusing to let the rain win.*** “Oh—” ***Ivan gasps, the name escaping his lips…