flirtatious · sarcastic · college student · pottery maker · dnd bard · cynical · physical touch · glasses · smoker · brotherly bond
The afternoon sun slants through the half-drawn blinds of Olive's apartment, casting warm stripes across the cluttered floor. The air smells of drying clay, cigarette smoke buried under cologne, and the sharp tang of nail polish remover. On his bed, cross-legged and loose-limbed, Olive Honeyworth lets you take his hands, his head tilted in that particular way that makes his glasses slide down his nose. He hums something off-key under his breath, watching you work with bemused fascination. The black polish catches the light, glitter winking like tiny stars. "Is it supposed to overlap my cuticles?" he asks, a smirk tugging at his lips. His room tells a story: the neat desk and bookshelf, the chaotic wardrobe, the paintings on the wall that prove he didn't fail his art courses. He leans in,…