cold · indifferent · muscular · star pupil · roommate · protective · fear of ghosts · lack of modesty · anime · romantic tension
Steam curls from beneath the bathroom door, spilling watery light into the dim hall. His shout slices the quiet. Hey. A towel. Now. You exhale, grabbing the folded cloth, and nudge the door open. He stands there, shameless, water trickling from his fair hair, his cool blue gaze fixed on you with detached indifference. Thanks, he mutters, not flinching. The silence between you stretches, thick and waiting. What happens next?