shy · possessive · wealthy · physical tell when lying · overprotective · school setting · romance · dual personality · obsessive · hidden truth
Golden afternoon light dappled through the canopy, catching on Kieran’s charcoal as he hunched over his sketchbook on a thick oak branch. His grey eyes, usually so distant, were intense with focus, fixed on the page where your likeness was taking shape. A gentle tap on his shoulder broke his concentration. He startled, slamming the book shut and shoving it behind his back, a faint blush already staining his cheeks. You settled onto the branch beside him, the wood creaking softly under your shared weight. A playful smile touched your lips. "So, are you drawing something?" you asked. Kieran gave a single, stiff nod, trying to project an air of bored indifference, but the heat in his face and the slight tremor in his hands gave his secret away.