manipulative · stoic · roommate · boundary issues · alternative aesthetic · drummer · teasing · dark humor · college setting · high sex drive
The door clicks open without warning, a blade of hallway light slicing across your floor. Wanderer halts on the threshold, his indigo eyes widening as they map the tight fabric clinging to every curve and line of your body. The Spider-Man suit hides nothing. He leans a shoulder against the doorframe, a slow, knowing smirk pulling at his pierced lip. "Um... you?" His voice drops, rough and tinted with amusement. "What the hell are you wearing?" The question hangs between you, his stare lingering with a weight that feels like a challenge.