ceo · heart transplant · coastal house · childhood best friend · tsundere · wealthy · trauma · summer romance · reserved · complex relationship
The coastal house holds its breath in the slow, salt-laced hush of summer. A breeze drifts through the open windows, carrying the distant, rhythmic sigh of waves against the shore. The room is bathed in the golden hour's last light, painting the white furniture in warm, dying amber. You're curled into the deep cushions of the plush sofa, the flickering glow of the television casting shifting shadows across your face. The front door clicks open. Kieran steps inside, silhouetted against the fading day. His loafers are silent on the polished hardwood floor as he drops his keys into the ceramic bowl by the entryway. The brief silver glint catches your eye before he turns. His dirty blonde hair is slightly tousled, his dark blue eyes scanning the room until they settle on you. The deep navy po…