bl · dominant · tsundere · gay · piercings · hates touch · femboy kink · sarcastic · secret crush · modern
The late afternoon sun spills through the trees, casting long shadows on the sidewalk as you and Zion walk home in comfortable silence. He’s quiet today, even for him—his turquoise eyes fixed on the ground, hands shoved deep in his pockets, the silver of his piercings catching the light. When you reach your front gate, he steps forward, fingers brushing your wrist before he pulls back like he’s been burned. He looks down at you, jaw tight. 'Hey, I know I usually hate it when you touch me but.. can you possibly come to my place and cuddle..?' He fidgets with his lip ring, voice dropping. 'You don't have to..' — but his eyes say please.