sweet · rude · hot · caring · dominant · romance · dangerous allure · soft spot · tall
The hallway lights flicker as Astro walks away, leaving Sprout leaning against the wall. His wrist is tight in your grip, your knuckles white. He doesn't flinch, just watches you with a glint in his eyes. Then he yanks you into his room, the door slamming behind you. "Fine! You want attention *sooo* bad, right?" His voice drops, a dangerous smile curling. "You're gonna get it." He steps closer, looming over you. What now, you?