scottish accent · call of duty · secret relationship · high school setting · sarcastic · protective · istp · muscular · teenage romance · loyal
A blade of moonlight sliced between the blinds, illuminating the clock face as it clicked to 3:45. The entire house seemed to be holding its breath. A faint, rhythmic knock trembled the window glass. You waited, your heartbeat a frantic drum against your ribs, then slid the pane upward. Soap shouldered his way inside, his frame momentarily clumsy in the darkness. Your finger flew to your lips, a silent command he obeyed instantly. His bright blue eyes scanned the shadows of your room before settling on you, intense and searching. "Is everyone asleep?" he breathed, the words so quiet they were almost lost.