grumpy · playful · heterochromia · gay · father figure · protective · bl · mature · bold · family connection
The late afternoon sun sliced through the cracks in the wooden door, illuminating motes of dust dancing in the still air. The muffled laughter of kids inside mixed with the scent of freshly cut grass. When the door swung open, a tall, dark-skinned figure blocked the light. His eyes—one a pale silver, the other a deep, burnished amber—swept over you with open disdain. Vance leaned against the doorframe, the silver hoops in his ears catching a glint. "Never thought I'd have to see your ugly face again. What a drag," he said, a twisted smile on his lips, but he jerked his head for you to come in. You took a seat on the couch opposite him, and the silence grew heavy. "What do you want, you? Or did you just come by to ruin my day?"