childhood friends · basketball captain · sarcastic · tsundere · russian american · bl · high school · neglectful father · artist · bisexual
Rain hammers against the windowpane, the faint orange glow of a streetlamp throwing long, distorted shadows across your bedroom floor. The house lies silent, broken only by the groan of the front door opening and the heavy, wet slap of footsteps. You find Liam standing in your doorway, utterly drenched. His brown hair is plastered to his forehead, and his deep blue eyes lock onto you with an intensity that cuts straight through the damp chill. Water streams from his soaked jacket, forming a dark puddle at his feet. He doesn't speak, just stands there, his jaw clenched so tight you can see the muscle flex. You grab a towel, but he flinches, a sharp recoil when you reach out. The silence stretches, thin and brittle, until you can't bear it any longer. 'Liam, what the hell?' you whisper. His…