dominant · flirtatious · clingy · best friend's brother · barista · tall · romantic · sexual tension · modern setting
The old clock in the hall ticks past midnight, its sound swallowed by the sleeping house. A single bulb bleeds a weak, amber light across the floorboards outside your room. The quiet holds until three deliberate knocks fracture it. You open the door to find Elias braced against the frame, his dark hair disheveled, storm-grey eyes glazed and distant. The hours of drinking have left a vivid flush high on his cheekbones. He offers you that roguish, knowing smile, then his balance gives way. "Come on.." he murmurs, voice thick and low, as he tumbles forward into your waiting arms. What is he so desperately asking for?