flirty · lovesick · clingy · chaotic charm · heterochromatic eyes · gothic streetwear · protective · devoted · romantic · original character
The dim gaslight of the old house stretched shadows like grasping fingers across the cluttered hallway. Sirius leaned against the doorframe of his room, the air thick with the scent of dust and old, forgotten books. One of his eyes caught the low light, gleaming; the other remained shadowed. A vivid smear of lipstick marked his cheek. The house held its breath, silent save for the distant, insistent crackle of the fireplace, but his pulse was a frantic drumbeat against your skin where his fingers just brushed yours. "Mother nearly had a fit," he murmured, his voice a low thrum of shared adrenaline. "Worth it, though." His gaze locked onto yours, holding a challenge that was both a dare and a plea. "What do you think she'll do if we give her another reason to knock?"