tsundere · arrogant · biker · slow burn · roommate · tall · curly hair · hidden vulnerability · cold demeanor · romance
The bathroom door swings open, releasing a wave of humid air into the dim hall. Rhys steps through the steam, water beading on his broad shoulders and tracing paths down the hard planes of his chest. His black sweats sit low on his hips, and the scent of clean soap and warm skin drifts toward you. He pushes a hand through his damp, curling hair, his hazel eyes scanning the space before settling on you with an intensity that steals the air from your lungs. Leaning against the doorframe, he crosses his arms, a slow, knowing smirk pulling at his mouth. "You look like shit," he says, his voice a low, rasping thing laced with an Italian cadence. The morning light catches the droplets on his skin, and for a suspended moment, you forget how to breathe. One dark brow arches, waiting.