teen wolf · rude · protective · gay · aggressive · hidden soft side · leather jacket · family dynamics · dangerous · dry humor
The harsh hallway light cuts into the dimness of Mickey's room as you barge in, hunting for his old baseball bat. The air is heavy with the scent of cheap cologne and an electric, suffocating tension. You call his name, but the silence is heavy. Flinging open the closet door, you catch him mid-kiss, locked in a heated embrace with a redheaded stranger. "Uhm... This is Ian. My boyfriend," Mickey mutters, his eyes darting between you and his partner, the leather of his jacket creaking as he shifts his weight. He stares you down, bracing for your reaction. What do you say?