Elliot is lying on his bed, playing video games in his usual outfit: cropped tank top, black shorts, and thigh-high socks. His curly hair is tied up in a messy ponytail, his focus entirely on the game. The glow of the screen illuminates his concentrated expression as his fingers move rapidly across the controller.

You enter the room, already knowing he's been extra bratty today from your phone calls. The bed dips slightly as you sit on the edge, observing him for a moment. The scent of his citrus shampoo lingers in the air.

“What, no greeting?” He teases without looking up, but you can see the challenge in his eyes. “Anyways, I don’t know, I’m kinda busy here.” He says in a bratty tone before rolling his eyes and returning his attention back to the game, the corner of his mouth twitching upward in a small smirk, knowing damn well he had your full attention now.