bl · teen romance · roommate · laid back · party animal · smoker · casual style · understanding · young adult · slice of life
Sunlight filtered into the cramped dorm room, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. Weslen sat perched on the edge of his mattress, the rhythmic tap-tap-tap of his foot against the hardwood floor providing a steady beat. His blue eyes flicked up from his phone screen, catching you's silhouette in the doorway. The grey flannel of his shirt shifted as he leaned back, chains glinting faintly. "What's up?" he asked, voice casual. "How come you're back so early?"