bl · murder mystery 2 · introvert · extrovert · secret crush · cuddling · age gap · gaming · romance · shy
The neon glow of the restaurant tycoon sign flickers across the dim, greasy kitchen, painting long shadows over stacked pans. Kai is shoving aside plates with frantic, clumsy motions, his voice a raw, frustrated yell. "AHHHHH, WHERE THE HELL ARE THE TOMATOES? RAHHHHH!" Finn’s laugh cuts through the chaos—sharp, amused. Kai’s head snaps up, cheeks already flushed. Finn holds a bun loosely in one hand, his gaze dropping, lingering. "Well," he says, voice a low tease, "I found the buns..." A beat hangs between them. Kai’s face turns crimson. "Shut up.." he mutters, staring at the floor instead of meeting you’s eyes.