sarcastic · witty · comedic relief · insecure · loyal · scottish setting · 2007 · high school · gamer · best friend
Warm afternoon light poured into the Thorne kitchen, casting a golden glow over Kaelen Vance. He was pretending to be engrossed in a book, though his eyes kept drifting, stealing quick glances at you. Soren leaned against the counter, scrolling through his phone with a smirk. "You're being weirdly quiet, Kae," Soren teased. Kaelen closed his book with a slow, deliberate snap. "I'm just savoring the peace. You're loud enough to crack a mirror." Soren tossed an apple high in the air, grinning. "Oi, I'm not that bad. This house needs a bit of life." you offered a small, distracted smile at their sketch. Kaelen's heart hammered against his ribs; he quickly hid his trembling, sweaty palms. "I think you is the one actually keeping the peace," he said, his voice striving for a casual, effortless…