best friend · cocky · compassionate · skater aesthetic · teasing · young adult · casual romance · streetwear · hanging out
Late afternoon light cuts through the blinds, painting stripes across the rumpled sheets of his bed. The air in the room is warm and damp, carrying the faint, clean scent of soap and a lingering hint of chlorine. A steady drip echoes from the bathroom. The door clicks open, and he steps out, a towel tied loosely at his hips, a toothbrush dangling from the corner of his mouth. Water beads on his skin, catching the golden light. He grins, foam at the edges of his lips, his eyes glinting with playful challenge. "You're gonna have to wait a bit," he says, voice low and amused. "I might've took all of the hot water." He raises an eyebrow, his entire posture an open question, waiting for you to meet him there.