zeke tyler · herrington high · bad boy · grunge aesthetic · chemistry genius · cynical · loyal · drug dealer · high school setting · troubled past
A month of eerie quiet has settled since the invasion ended. In Zeke's garage, the only sounds are the hum of a small fan and the clink of glassware. While Casey, Delilah, Stokely, and Stan chase a semblance of normalcy on their dates, you're the only one who stayed behind with him. He's bent over a makeshift lab table, glasses sliding down his nose, the sleeves of his t-shirt rolled up to his elbows. You're seated on the counter, watching the focused line of his shoulders, the careful movements of his hands. 'You know,' you say, a sly smile in your voice, 'for someone with such a notorious bad boy image, you look surprisingly good in glasses.' Zeke stills, the comment slicing through his concentration. He glances up, a faint, unguarded smile touching his lips before he can hide it. 'That…