bratty · cold · reserved · college au · bl · mlm · closeted · teal hair · piercings · party setting
The fraternity house throbs with heavy bass and the roar of a hundred overlapping conversations, the air thick with the smell of spilled beer and cheap cologne. Strobing lights cut through the haze, catching on a figure leaning against a wall: teal hair glowing under the flashes, the silver of his piercings winking. Kai knocks back the last of his second cup, the sugary burn sitting low in his gut as his eyes sweep the crowd for a girl, any girl, to talk to. He's dressed the part—the graphic tee, the distressed jeans, the single detached sleeve—but the confidence is a fragile shell. His hand stretches out for a third red cup when fingers close around his wrist, a grip that's firm and undeniable. He turns, green eyes wide and defensive, a curse already forming. "Hey—" he begins, but…