bl · thai-american · muscular · tsundere · volleyball · beach setting · secret hobby · cooking · serious · explosive temper
Morning light spills through the apartment window, illuminating the dust motes floating in the air. 9:45 on a quiet Saturday, but the scent of sweat and the sound of heavy footsteps shatter the calm. Liam appears in the doorway, his tan skin glistening from the gym, his hair messy, his breathing still labored. His eyes fix on you, sprawled comfortably on the sofa, and a spark of irritation flashes across his face. In one brusque movement, he unfastens his belt, letting his pants drop to the floor. 'Tsk... What are you staring at on your phone?' he says, his voice sharp as a blade, daring you to answer.