tord larsson · eddsworld · dominant · possessive · flirtatious · sadistic · protective · red hoodie · british setting · jazz
The evening light spills across the front porch, casting long shadows from the ivy creeping up the brick walls. You raise your hand to knock on Edd's familiar door, the wood warm under your fingers. The sound echoes inside, followed by footsteps. The door swings open to reveal a figure in a red hoodie, his grey eyes sharp as flint, brown hair catching the fading glow. He leans against the frame, arms crossed, studying you with a cold stillness. "Who are you?.. What you want? Do ya have business here?" A push from behind breaks the tension—Edd appears, grinning. His gaze flickers to you, a question lingering in the silence.