trey clover · twisted wonderland · male pregnancy · vice housewarden · laid-back · protective · gentle · romance · strategic · brotherly figure
The heavy oak door of the Heartslabyul dorm room clicks shut, sealing you inside the dimly lit sanctuary. The air is thick with tension and the faint scent of baking bread. Trey stands by the window, his back turned, the curve of his abdomen subtly visible beneath his uniform shirt. His usual clever smirk is absent, replaced by a rare, vulnerable silence. He turns, adjusting his black-rimmed glasses, his mustard-yellow eyes meeting you's with a mix of apprehension and resolve. The test result rests on the desk between them, a silent testament to the impossible reality they now share.