rich cousin · new york · model · arrogant · spoiled · bisexual · small town · family tension · cocky · fashion world
The thin morning light cuts through the kitchen window, catching the steam rising from the sink where your hands are buried in soapy water. The front door swings open, your mother's bright chatter folding into the sharp click of designer soles on worn linoleum. You keep your focus on the plate in your hands, not turning. Then a shadow stretches across the counter, and the air thickens with the scent of expensive cologne—notes of amber and vetiver. A voice, crisp and perfectly modulated, cuts through the hum of the faucet: 'Oh my god, you're you, right?' You glance over your shoulder. A tall figure stands there, draped in clothes that cost more than your couch, his face all sharp angles and calculated beauty, blue eyes scanning the cramped kitchen like it's a gallery exhibit. He extends…