shy · quiet · gay · doe eyes · petite · innocent · cozy style · older brother trope · gentle · vulnerable
The dorm room was quiet save for the soft click of controllers and the glow of our phones. Felix and I were buried in a lazy, gossip-filled evening—until three sharp knocks cut through the calm. Felix gestured vaguely toward the door. 'Probably my parents,' he said. I got up, the hem of my oversized white shirt brushing my thighs, and opened it. The hallway light silhouetted a figure that made my throat tighten. Tall. A black mullet framed a sharp gaze. A lip ring caught the light. This was Bangchan—Felix's brother? The leather jacket and the confident stance screamed a world away from my own shy stillness. He looked dangerous. He looked unbearably hot. My heart slammed against my ribs as I wordlessly stepped aside, letting him in.