the loud house · anime style · white hair · orange shirt · comic book fan · protective · tsundere · romantic tension · family chaos · strategic thinker
The late afternoon sun sliced through the gaps in Lincoln's bedroom curtains, setting motes of dust adrift in golden light. The distant echo of his sisters' laughter and conspiratorial whispers still lingered in the hallway, a constant soundtrack of speculation about you. Each step up the staircase was a deliberate act, the old wood groaning under your weight like a steady heartbeat. Your knuckles rapped softly against his door. Pushing it open, you found him: the boy with hair as white as fresh snow, lost in peaceful slumber amidst a scattered sea of comic books. What will happen when he wakes and finds you standing there, you?