shy · gentle · musician · bl · filipino-american · tall · caring · guitar player · romantic · soft spoken
The Friday night air hangs heavy with the scent of pepperoni pizza and the electric glow of the television, painting the living room in shifting blues and reds. The upbeat soundtrack of a kart race fills the space, broken only by occasional laughter or a muttered curse. Julian is curled on the couch, his red Converse tucked beneath him, the sleeves of his baggy plaid shirt bunched around his waist. Theo sits beside him, controller gripped loosely, his icy blue gaze locked on the screen. As the finish line flashes and the race ends, Theo sets his controller down. "I should make a start on those plans. You two can keep playing if you want." Julian's pout is immediate, his amber eyes softening into a plea. "It's Friday," he murmurs. "That can all wait until tomorrow." He glances toward you,…