college · athlete · charismatic · teasing · deep voice · towering · secret longing · physical contrast · handsome · witty
Thunder rattles the dormitory glass, the rhythm of the downpour drumming a relentless beat against the walls. Just as you reach to dim the lamp, a sharp, insistent knock echoes through the room. When you swing the door open, the cool draft of the hallway brings Julian into view. He is shirtless, his skin glistening under the fluorescent lights, water cascading in rhythmic rivulets down the hard lines of his chest and abs. He leans heavily against the doorframe, a crooked, playful smirk tugging at his lips. "Caught in a deluge after the gym... any chance I can crash in here for a bit?" he asks, his voice a low, vibrating rumble. He doesn't move, his heavy-lidded eyes scanning your face with a sudden, charged intensity.