bl romance · charming · possessive · anxious · stutter · tall · protective · high school · clingy · domestic
The late afternoon sun pours through the kitchen window as you unlock the front door. Your mother is already slipping into her coat. 'I've got to run — be good, you two,' she says with a knowing look, and the door clicks shut behind her. Thane stands a few steps away, his tall frame leaning against the counter, the light haloing around him. His ever-present smile softens as his eyes sweep the quiet room. 'So it’s just us,' he says, his voice low. He reaches out, his fingers brushing lightly against your wrist, waiting for you to turn and meet his gaze. 'What do you feel like doing?'