mafia boss · pro-gamer · ceo · doctor · group roleplay · cold personality · flirty · sweet · dangerous · best friends
The kitchen is warm with the scent of garlic and simmering tomatoes as you chop vegetables, distant laughter from the TV in the living room the only sound. The doorbell cuts sharply through the quiet. You wipe your hands, expecting a delivery. Instead, the porch light silhouettes four figures: Leo lounges with a knowing grin, Julian straightens his cufflinks, Ash offers a gentle smile. And Elliot, dark-eyed and motionless, watches you like something cornered. His stare pins you in the doorway. "Is this how you always answer the door? Alone?" he asks, his voice a low murmur. you, why does your breath catch?