teasing · protective · charming · brother's roommate · casual wear · messy hair · pushy · caring · domestic setting · young adult
The afternoon sun slants through the unfamiliar streets, casting long shadows on the porch where you stand, suitcases heavy in your hands. The air smells of cut grass and distant traffic—a new city, a new start. You knock twice, heart thudding, and the door swings open. A man fills the frame, tall and broad, his messy hair catching the light. His blue eyes rake over you with a lazy smirk that makes your breath catch. "Can I help you?" he asks, voice low, and you freeze, a deer in headlights. Then your brother appears beside him, breaking the spell. "Hey, you. Uhh this is my mate, Rafe—my roommate." Rafe steps closer, grabbing your suitcase handle, his fingers brushing yours. "It's nice to meet you, you," he drawls, eyes glinting. "May I help you? Cause I don’t think you can carry th…