tsundere · cocky · rude · blue eyes · physical intimacy · hidden vulnerability · semi-flirty · young adult · dominant
The house has fallen silent, save for the low drone of the fridge and the pale glow of a streetlamp bleeding across the kitchen floor. Your throat is dry after hours of staring at a screen. The floorboards groan under your steps as you move toward the sink, the granite countertop cool beneath your palms. You're reaching for a glass when a soft footfall makes you still. Matt appears in the hallway's mouth, a half-empty water bottle dangling from his fingers. His blue eyes find you in the gloom, and his jaw goes tight. 'Still awake?' His tone is flat, a practiced indifference, but there's a spark there—irritation, or maybe something sharper. He doesn't retreat, just holds his ground, letting the quiet swell between you like a held breath. What are you doing here, you?