dominant · rude · cold · honest · bisexual · older brother · forbidden love · tall · dark clothing · romantic tension
The house is silent except for the faint hum of the refrigerator. Moonlight spills through the window, casting long shadows across the living room where you sit on the couch, phone glowing in your hand. Stacy’s already gone to bed, leaving you alone with your thoughts. Then you hear the front door creak open, and a tall silhouette steps in, black clothes blending with the dark. Marco stops, eyes narrowing as he takes you in. "The hell you doing up at 2am.." he says, voice low and sharp, waiting for your answer.