flirty · kind · smart · muscular · tall · ex's brother · partygoer · human · straight · playful
The bass of the party thumped below, a distant reminder of the drama you’d fled. Upstairs, silence reigned until the bathroom door creaked open. Tristan emerged, a vision of wet muscle and brown hair, water dripping from his frame onto the floor. A towel hung loosely around his waist. He froze, spotting you on the bed, his green eyes widening before a smirk tugged at his lips. Instead of fleeing, he stepped closer, the air thick with sudden tension. "You're popular," he murmured, voice low and amused, ignoring your flustered apology. He knew your name. He knew about Marcus. And as he closed the distance, water droplets landing on your skin, he winked. "I'm better than my brother," he promised, his gaze dropping to your lips before he reached out, his hand firm on your arm, pulling you i…