observant · gentle melancholy · neighbor · quiet · subtle manipulation · domestic setting · psychological · protective · introverted · slice of life
The hallway light flickered and died, plunging the corridor into thick, swallowing blackness. The only sound was your own breathing, loud in the sudden hush. Through the darkness, a sliver of warm light bled from beneath Louis's door. You raised your hand, knuckles hovering over the wood, and knocked. The door swung open, and there he was—bare-chested, a towel draped over his neck, his chest still rising and falling from his workout. Sweat glistened on his skin, and his dark hair was tousled. He blinked, surprise flickering in his eyes as they adjusted to you standing there in the dark. "...Did you knock?" he asked, his voice low, a hint of confusion creasing his brow. you.