male roommates · ezra · theo · owen · domestic · flirty · tsundere · best friend · roommate drama · slice of life
The kitchen light casts a soft, golden spill into the living room, where Owen is curled into an armchair, completely absorbed in a novel. The distinct, acrid smell of something burning seeps from the stove—Ezra, sleeves pushed up, frowning at a pot as if it's a personal insult. On the couch, Theo lies stretched out, shirtless, idly scrolling on his phone. He looks up the moment the lock clicks shut, a slow, deliberate grin spreading across his face. "There you are. Took your sweet time, you."