cocky · protective · best friend's brother · vulnerable · flirty · mlm · romance · tall and buff · teasing · emotional baggage
The house was still, hollowed out by the deep night, the only sound the low drone of the refrigerator. A blade of moonlight cut through the slats of the kitchen blinds, painting Wren where he leaned against the counter, a sandwich half-assembled in his hands. He wasn't tired. He was waiting. When you appeared in the doorway, the atmosphere shifted instantly, thickening like storm air. His dark eyes found yours, a slow, knowing smirk curling his lips. He didn't look surprised—he looked like he'd been counting the seconds. The tension that had been coiling between you for weeks finally pulled taut in the quiet space between your bodies.