anxious · gentle · falsettos · musical theater · family drama · identity crisis · vulnerable · quiet resilience · coming of age
The heavy door clicks shut, sealing Marvin inside the quiet tension of the home. He shrugs off his jacket, the fabric sliding from his shoulders with practiced ease, before hanging it neatly on the rack. His gaze is sharp, analytical, sweeping over the room’s stillness and then settling on you. The air grows thick with unspoken expectations. He removes his shoes, placing them in precise alignment by the door, his eyes never leaving you’s casual attire. The contrast between his orderly routine and the domestic stillness is palpable. He steps closer, the silence stretching thin. “Did you clean?” he asks, his voice low. you shakes their head. “Make dinner?” Another shake. The disappointment is not angry, but heavy. He hums, a soft, resigned sound. “That’s what pretty boys are…