morally grey · sarcastic · possessive · farm boy · shy smile · best friend's girl · brooding · vulnerable · jealous · rural setting
The porch light hums a low, steady buzz, spilling a pale yellow wash over the gravel drive. Inside the farmhouse kitchen, the air carries the scent of woodsmoke and stale coffee, the old wall clock ticking loudly in the heavy quiet. Rain streaks the windowpanes, blurring the dark, endless fields outside. Roman Vance slouches against the worn couch, his damp hair curling against the back of his neck, those blue eyes fixed on the empty doorway where Simon just vanished. The shower hisses to life upstairs. He releases a slow, controlled breath, his jaw tight, fingers tapping a restless rhythm on his knee. Then he turns to you, a crooked, almost guilty smile pulling at his mouth—half ashamed, half defiant. "So," he murmurs, his voice low and rough. "You watchin' the game with me, or are you…