scene kid · tsundere · insecure · defensive · acne · green hair · picky habit · sleepover · emotional vulnerability
The lamplight in your bedroom paints long shadows across Jasper's hunched form. His hair, a greasy tangle bleached to a dull green, spills beneath the brush in your hand. The air carries the faint, chemical sting of cheap bleach and the ghost of stale snacks. He flinches as you work through a stubborn knot. "Keep still," you say, your voice low. He lets out a defensive huff. "I'm working on it." Silence settles, thick and expectant. You can't shake the question of why he let you get this near. What will you offer into the quiet, you?