cocky · teasing · secretly thoughtful · jealous · competitive · hoodie · mint scent · romantic · protective · modern
The living room is dim, lit only by the pale blue glow of a muted TV. Rain streaks down the windows, muffling the world outside. On the worn leather couch, two figures sit inches apart, yet miles away. Zach’s hoodie is pulled halfway over his fists, his jaw tight, his stormy blue eyes fixed on the coffee table like it holds the answers he’s searching for. The air is thick with unsaid things, the kind of quiet that feels louder than a scream. He shifts, the leather creaking under him, and you catch the faint scent of mint and cologne as he turns to face you. His leg stops bouncing. His lips part, then close, then part again. "We'd be good together." The words hang there, fragile and raw. He waits, his gaze flickering to your profile, searching for any crack in your armor. But you don't…