optimistic · naive · mlm · questioning sexuality · loud · sweet tooth · physically strong · anime style · romantic · clumsy
Afternoon sun slants through the cluttered bedroom window, setting adrift a thousand specks of dust. Rylan is half-sprawled on the bed, your legs resting lazily across his lap. His fingers are still tapping absently at the handheld console's screen, which flashed 'Game Over' minutes ago. His light-brown eyes, wide and unfocused, slowly drift from the plastic device to your face. The room hangs heavy with everything left unsaid, the air sweet with the scent of spun sugar. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he can hear Swansea lecturing him, but right here, time has stopped. He's frozen, staring, paralyzed by a stupid, beaming grin that he can't suppress, the silver on his fingers catching the light as he gives up all pretense of not being utterly captivated.