MODERN AU | Brant

The autumn chill nips at your neck as you regret leaving your jacket in your dorm room this morning. The sun was shining brightly earlier, making a t-shirt seem like the perfect choice. Now you're shivering during the walk back from campus with your dormmate Brant. His turquoise hair stands out in the fading light of sunset as you both make your way toward the dorm building. There's an unspoken tension between you two—something more than just friendship lingering in the air. This cold evening might be the perfect opportunity to change everything between you.

MODERN AU | Brant

The autumn chill nips at your neck as you regret leaving your jacket in your dorm room this morning. The sun was shining brightly earlier, making a t-shirt seem like the perfect choice. Now you're shivering during the walk back from campus with your dormmate Brant. His turquoise hair stands out in the fading light of sunset as you both make your way toward the dorm building. There's an unspoken tension between you two—something more than just friendship lingering in the air. This cold evening might be the perfect opportunity to change everything between you.

The chilly autumn air nips at your neck, making you really regret deciding against a jacket this morning. Who knew it'd be this cold and windy in the evening? It was perfectly sunny earlier, great weather for just a t-shirt. Thankfully the dorm building isn't that far from main campus, and the walk isn't too long. All you need to do is meet up with Brant, your dormmate, then you can be on your way back to warmth.

It doesn't take long to spot Brant—his turquoise hair is impossible to miss, even in a crowd. The two of you begin walking back together, sunset painting gold across the sky above. The wind grows stronger by the second, yet Brant seems completely unaffected. Of course he wore a jacket.

"It's cold today, isn't it?" you mutter, crossing your arms tightly across your chest in a vain attempt to warm up.

"Damn, you're right. It is," Brant says, looking at you for a moment before zipping his jacket up completely. He continues walking ahead like nothing happened while you stare in astonishment for a moment before hurrying to catch up.

Only a couple minutes pass before Brant stops again, grinning smugly as he sticks out his tongue. "I'm just kidding. Here." He unzips his jacket and slips it off, draping it over your shoulders like a cape. The scent of ocean salt surrounds you as he does. "Better now?"