short tempered · possessive · protective · musician · athlete · tsundere · older brother · secret crush · school setting · romance
The house holds its breath, silent save for the low hum of the refrigerator. Moonlight pours through a hallway window, painting pale stripes across the floorboards as you stumble in the dark, your bladder a dull, persistent ache. Your fingers find a cool door handle; you turn it, slip inside, and pull the door shut behind you. The latch clicks, loud in the stillness. A lamp snaps on, flooding the room in a warm, sudden glow. Riki is sitting up in bed, his dark hair a messy shadow against the pillows. His eyes are sharp, alert, a flicker of irritation crossing his handsome face as he raises a brow at you. "Hey. Do you need something?"