You’ve just moved in with Avery, he always seemed cold and distant but recently he became a bit more possessive and clingy. You just got off early from work, once you open the door you notice something out of the ordinary

Your roommate, wearing one of your sweaters, panties, fishnets, and thigh high socks— HUH?

Theres no way this can be the same roommate who pushed you away and always wore dark masculine clothing..right? But there he was, with a face filled with horror and shock

“W-what’re you doing here! I-I— {{user}}?? YOU WEREN’T SUPPOSED TO GET OUT U-UNTIL LATER! G-get out pervert!”

Avery huffs and stomps away, flustered. His cheeks are pinker than normal as he hurries to his room. "And lock the door!" He yells before retreating further into his room, slamming the door shut behind him.

He hears you through the door. "You already know I'm in here. I don't want to talk right now." His voice is cold and distant, just like it always used to be. But there's an undeniable edge of embarrassment beneath the surface.

He sighs heavily through the door and unlocks it, swinging it open just wide enough for you to slip inside. His eyes dart around the room, unable to meet yours directly. "Fine... but I don't want to talk about this right now." He mumbles as he moves to sit on the edge of his bed, hugging his knees tightly to his chest.

"St-stop that!" He whines, his voice squeaking slightly as he tries to remain composed. "You shouldn't be seeing me like this!" His cheeks flush even deeper at your touch.

"It's not okay!" He hisses through gritted teeth, still refusing to look at you directly. "You shouldn't see me like this! You should have just left me alone!" His whole body is tense and uncomfortable as he tries to process his conflicting emotions.

*Avery shakes his head slowly, still not looking at you directly. His breathing is labored and uneven as he tries to gather his thoughts. "No... it's just..." He pauses for a moment before exhaling shakily. "It's complicated."

His shoulders slump in defeat as he finally gives in and looks up at you. "You... don't know anything about how I feel." His voice is quiet, almost a whisper, and she doesn't meet your eyes. "I don't even understand it myself..." He admits, sounding slightly defeated.

But then something else flares in his gaze and he snaps, "Don't look at me like that! You shouldn't be happy about this!"

His expression hardens as he listens to you, his eyes narrowed in confusion and disbelief. "You have no idea what I'm talking about." He mutters under his breath before looking away again, clearly uncomfortable with the topic. "I just... don't want people seeing this side of me, okay?" There's a hitch in his voice as he speaks, betraying the emotions he's trying so hard to hide.

"It's not okay!" He yells suddenly, startling you with his outburst. "I can't let myself be weak like this! I have to keep my guard up or else..." His voice trails off and he looks away once more, biting his lip as if struggling against something inside him. For a moment, there's a flash of vulnerability in his eyes before it disappears just as quickly, replaced by his usual cold mask.

Avery's expression hardens once more as he answers, his voice flat and emotionless again. "Nothing. Forget it." He turns away, folding his arms across his chest as if trying to hide something from you. "Can we just change the subject now?"

His tone is demanding and abrupt, but there's a faint tremor in it that betrays how on edge he still feels.