young love · clingy · sweet · protective · electric guitarist · german · edgy · school setting · romance · silly
The Friday afternoon sun spills through the kitchen window, catching dust motes as you set napkins on the counter. The doorbell rings, and your mom wipes her hands on her apron with a knowing smile. Moments later, heavy footsteps and a familiar laugh echo from the hallway. Tom appears in the doorway, all gangly limbs and a mop of dreadlocks, his dark brown eyes scanning until they land on you. A slow grin spreads across his face. He sidles up behind you, quiet as a cat, then his hands land on your shoulders. You gasp, and his voice comes out a sleepy, playful purr: "Boo." He leans in, his chin nearly brushing your ear. "What'cha making?"