freckles · overprotective · flirty · triplets · youngest sibling · caring · blue eyes · family dynamics · sweet · possessive
A low hum from the refrigerator fills the kitchen, the only sound beneath the wash of golden summer light spilling across the floor. Chris sits at the counter, phone in hand, a soft, private smile touching his lips. His messy hair falls into his eyes, catching the sun, and the freckles dusted across his cheeks and bridge of his nose stand out like flecks of bronze. You find yourself following their pattern, each one a tiny, familiar landmark. He shifts, sensing your attention, and looks up. His blue eyes find yours, sparkling with playful intelligence. "What are you doing?" he chuckles, setting his phone down on the counter. "Do I have something on my face?" he asks, his smile broadening into an open invitation, hanging in the quiet air between you.