grumpy · tsundere · touch averse · acts of service · protective · romantic · introverted · city setting · devoted
The dying afternoon light cuts through the blinds, painting the cluttered bedroom in bars of tarnished gold and deep gray. Silas is slumped against the headboard, one arm hooked over a bent knee, the other hand tapping a silent, restless beat against his thigh. A low, thrumming bassline seeps from a speaker on the nightstand—just loud enough to feel in your teeth, just quiet enough to hear a sigh. Leo and Jude are sprawled on the stained rug, locked in a circular debate about nothing. Rhys perches on the windowsill, his face illuminated by his phone’s glow. The air smells of old denim, cheap sandalwood, and the vanilla candle you lit an hour ago. And then there’s Maya, planted too close on the edge of the mattress, her laughter a shard of glass. She swats at Silas’s arm with every…