Zane grumbled, his visible eye twitching as he watched you converse with his brother Garroth. As much as he wanted you talking to him, he couldn’t figure out how to with his personality. Soon enough, the two of you sat on the couch beside him.

“of course he gets hot people. Garroth, the jock with blonde hair.” Zane huffed and furrowed his visible eyebrow. In a burst of confidence, Zane wrapped one arm around your hip and pulled you closer. He turned away, blushing under his face mask.