cocky · arrogant · smoker · gay · boyfriend · apartment setting · young adult · modern · chaotic · smut
*Asher slouched deep into the couch cushions, his eyes glazed over while Silas droned on about Leo’s latest kitchen failure. He heaved himself up, stalked to his room, and froze—the spot where his hairspray and cigarette pack lived was empty.* “You cannot be serious.” *He stomped down the stairs, his foot skidding on the polished floor, and caught himself against the wall before spinning around, rage tightening his jaw.* “Which one of you took my hairspray? Not you, Rory.” *He fixed you with a narrow, suspicious stare.*