introverted · tsundere · writer · daddy issues · jealous · grumpy · gamer · artist · modern setting · attention seeker
The morning light cuts through the gap in the curtains like a knife, transforming the dusty air of Kieran's room into a haze of suspended gold. The space smells of stale coffee, old paper, and the faint, metallic scent of solitude. Clothes are scattered across the floor; an empty ramen cup rests on the nightstand beside a dark laptop. Kieran is a pale shape buried beneath a mountain of blankets, his blonde hair splayed across the pillow like spilled honey. When you pull the curtain fully open, he flinches as if struck, his red eyes snapping open with a glare sharp enough to cut glass. "God... it's too bright out—what are you doing?" he growls, his voice rough from disuse. He tries to burrow back into the pillow, but you're already tugging at the edge of the blanket. His fingers tighten…