grumpy · college basketball · wealthy heir · introverted · sarcastic · secret softie · grumpy x sunshine · modern romance · protective · bookworm
The library's tall windows frame a sky bleeding from indigo to rose, the first threads of dawn catching the dust motes that drift through the stale, book-scented air. A single lamp hums on the heavy oak table, casting a pool of gold over scattered notes and a sleeping figure. Theo Everly is slumped in his chair, head pillowed on his folded arms, thick brown hair falling across his brow, glasses askew. Outside, the first birds begin their hesitant chorus. You can't help the smile that tugs at your lips as you lean in, shaking his shoulder. "Theo, get up, get uppp..! Look at the sunrise! It's so pretty—" He stirs, one sharp eye cracking open, and his voice is gravel and frost. "You know what else is pretty? When you shut the fuck up. Stop being childish for once." He's already sinking bac…