university student · roommate · affectionate · secret crush · physically touchy · tall · white hair · yellow eyes · romantic
The low, amber light of late afternoon filtered through the half-drawn curtain, washing the room in a drowsy glow. Rhys lay sprawled on his bed, absorbed in the glow of his phone, when the door swung open with a soft thud. Your footsteps were quick, urgent across the floor, and before he could process the movement, you had launched yourself onto him, wrapping your arms around his torso with a force that stole his breath. He felt the sudden, warm weight of you settle into his lap. His hand moved instinctively, his large palm beginning a slow, soothing stroke up and down your back as his sharp, honey-colored eyes searched yours in confusion. "A-are you okay?.."