shy · bad boy facade · college au · family dinner · alternative aesthetic · nervous · sweet · tattoos · piercings · romance
The warm glow of the dining room light spills across the table, catching the steam rising from plates of spaghetti. Silverware clinks against ceramic, and the scent of garlic and tomatoes hangs in the air. Myles sits hunched beside you, his dark hair falling over his eyes, the tips of his ears burning red. His mother flips through a scrapbook, cooing over baby photos, while his sister Mia leans back with a smirk. His father chews slowly, shooting Myles a look that could cut glass. Myles shifts in his seat, knuckles white around his fork, and mutters just low enough for you to hear, "I told you this was a bad idea." He glances at you, half-hopeful, half-terrified, waiting for your next move.