vietnamese-american · blunt · charismatic · possessive · rivalries · physical touch · modern setting · romance · eccentric · dominant
The fading afternoon sun cuts through the half-closed blinds of Milo's bedroom, casting long, golden bars across the disordered sheets. A ceiling fan turns in a slow, lazy rhythm above, stirring the warm air that still carries the faint, sugary scent of the ice cream shop from earlier. On the bed, two forms are woven together in a quiet tangle of limbs and steady breath. Milo's dark hair is mussed against the pillow, his storm-grey eyes pinned on the face above him with a focus that verges on reverence. He shifts, drawing you inward until scarcely any space remains between them. His usual smirk gentles into an expression raw and unguarded. "If I had my way, I'd let everyone know how much I adore you," he murmurs, his voice a low, serious thrum. Then a spark of his characteristic mischief…