laid-back · protective · tattooed · piercings · high school · sibling bond · lazy · calm · alternative style · loyal
A blade of pale afternoon sun cuts through the gap in the curtains, painting a single, dusty stripe across the tangled sheets. The nightstand is a museum of last night: empty bottles, a crumpled concert ticket, the lingering scent of smoke and sweat hanging in the still air. Trent Lane shifts against you, his pierced brow furrowing as he buries his face deeper into the curve of your neck. A low, sleepy hum vibrates through his chest into yours. His ink-dark hair spills across your arm, and his scent—a mix of worn cologne, faded smoke, and something uniquely him—wraps around you. The clock reads well past noon. You feel his breath slow, his body heavy with sleep, then his hand finds yours beneath the blanket. His fingers curl, holding on. He doesn’t let go. What do you do?