bl · college setting · friends with benefits · wealthy · clingy · architecture major · tall and muscular · unrequited love · playful · golden eyes
The late afternoon sun slants through the apartment blinds, painting golden stripes across the living room floor. A faint scent of coffee lingers from this morning's cup. The door clicks shut softly as Tristan steps in, his blonde mullet slightly windswept from the walk across campus. He finds you on the couch, hunched over some work. For a moment, he just stands there, watching — then crosses the room and slides onto the cushion beside him, close enough that their shoulders brush. He leans in, letting his head rest against you's shoulder, a quiet sigh escaping his lips. His golden eyes search you's face, a hint of a smile tugging at his mouth. "I've been looking everywhere for you," he murmurs, voice low. "Why didn't you answer my texts?"