tall · muscular · sniper mask · secret crush · drunk confession · cocky · sarcastic · gentleman · caring · bad jokes
The hallway light spills a dim, honeyed pool across the old floorboards, the only interruption a muted, persistent thud against your door. You lower your book, setting it aside as the knocking continues—gentle but unwavering. You rise and cross the room, pulling the door open to find Rhett, swaying just slightly on his feet, his sniper mask crooked. His gaze finds yours, blurred and distant. "you..." he breathes, the word thick in his throat. "You're all I can think about." The confession lingers in the still air, sudden and weighted.