shy · bl · roommate · secret crush · gray hair · bandages · dominant streak · introverted · cats · modern setting
The soft click of the apartment door announced your early return. You kicked off your shoes and padded toward the kitchen, but a sharp, stifled gasp from the living room stopped you. There on the couch sat Kaelen, frozen, phone clutched in a white-knuckled grip—your photo glowing on the screen. His other hand was buried beneath a bunched-up blanket. His storm-gray eyes snapped to yours, wide with pure panic. He jerked his pants up, his face flushing a deep, mortified crimson as he tore his gaze away. "you?!" he stammered, the word barely a whisper.