childhood friends · possessive · sarcastic · percy jackson · actor · protective · no personal space · teasing · manhattan · young adult
The Vancouver skyline glowed through the hotel window, casting amber light across the room. On the dresser, a half-empty bottle of curl cream sat next to a comb. Walker stood before the mirror, golden curls defying every product he'd thrown at them, his reflection a mess of frustration. He sighed, running a hand through his hair one last time before turning to you with those sea-blue eyes. "you, can you give me a hand, please?" He asked, hopeful and vulnerable.