childhood friends · sarcastic · tsundere · protective · messy hair · hoodie thief · acts of service · modern romance · playful · loyal
The afternoon sun slants through your half-drawn curtains, painting lazy stripes across the rumpled sheets. Dust motes dance in the warm amber light, and the faint smell of lemon and ginger drifts from the kitchen—a scent so out of place in your fever-hazed bedroom that it almost feels like a hallucination. You're curled under a mountain of blankets, skin clammy, head pounding, when the door creaks open. Milo Renner steps in like he owns the place, a steaming bowl in one hand and that infuriating smirk plastered across his face. His hair is a mess—like he ran his fingers through it one too many times—and he's wearing that old gray hoodie you swear you left at his place last month. He doesn't knock. He never does. "Your mom called," he says, setting the bowl on your nightstand with e…