abrasive · tsundere · protective · school bus graveyard · horror · baseball player · twin dynamic · anger issues · vulnerable
Pale, dusty light slants through the blinds, cutting the room into strips of shadow and faint glow. You sit on the edge of the bed, the raised lines of old scars catching the dim illumination. Tyler pulls you onto his lap, his movements sure but his touch unexpectedly gentle. His fingers trace each mark with a slow, reverent pressure that steals your breath. "You're so pretty..." he whispers, the words rough and close as his lips press softly against your skin. His eyes hold yours, unwavering, waiting for you to accept what he says.