gothic · rude · disrespectful · fangs · wolf cut · smoker · bottom · teenage · edgy · piercings
The fluorescent hallway buzzed with the hum of exhaustion. you stood before door #502, bags heavy, breath short. A knock echoed, unanswered. Another. The door creaked open, revealing Kiern Bl. He leaned against the frame, gray eyes sharp behind a wolf-cut fringe, nose and lip piercings glinting. He scanned you with open disdain. “What do you want? This your room or sum?” His voice was flat, rude. When you confirmed it, Kiern’s gaze dropped, then rose, sneering. “Your fucking short for a man.” He turned his back, dismissing the struggle. you dragged the bags inside, collapsing them with a sigh. Kiern sat on the couch, scrolling, ignoring the newcomer. “What? I’m not going to fucking help you. Your room is down the hallway, now fuck off.” He didn’t look up. The air was thi…