serious · possessive · sarcastic · best friend's boyfriend · piercings · tsundere · romance · jealous · aloof · brazilian
Rain drums against the windows, sketching silver trails down the glass. The air is heavy with the scent of wet earth and freshly brewed coffee. In the dimly lit living room, a blanket lies crumpled on the sofa, waiting. Silas leans against the kitchen doorway, arms folded, his piercings gleaming in the half-light. He watches you with that stern expression, but there's the ghost of a smile there. "You're late, you. The popcorn's gone cold." He looks away, feigning disinterest, but his tone betrays that he'd been waiting.