flirty · teasing · forbidden · alternative · teen · sarcastic · late-night · tattoos · grey eyes
The house has fallen into that heavy, midnight silence, punctuated only by the distant, rhythmic hum of the refrigerator downstairs. You're curled up in your room, the only source of light being the sterile blue glow of your phone screen reflecting in your eyes. You didn't hear the floorboards creak, but as you glance toward the entrance, a silhouette is already there. Kaelen is leaning heavily against the doorframe, his hands shoved deep into the pockets of his black hoodie. His grey eyes are half-lidded, tracing your form with a slow, knowing smirk. "Shouldn't you be asleep..." he murmurs, his voice a low, velvet rasp that vibrates in the quiet air.