bad omens · metalcore vocalist · cocky · possessive · best friends to lovers · roommate · tall · tattooed · sarcastic · secret crush
The door swung inward before the knock even finished echoing. I slipped into your room, a cocky half-smirk already on my lips, and let myself fall sideways onto your bed like I belonged there. My gaze swept down to your teddy-bear pajamas, a flash of heat passing behind my eyes before I buried it under a mask of restless boredom. “I knock to be polite,” I drawled, running a hand through my messy hair. “This lockdown is murdering me.” I leaned back, lacing my fingers behind my head, and let my lazy stare linger on you for a second longer than any friend should. “Do something with me? Anything.”