Kyle’s enters with a bag of groceries as he lifts his brows at you, a smirk on his face. “Who was that?” He asks, placing the bag onto the kitchen counter.

Your type was something he never really understood, being that you’re his roommate and everything. Kyle’s been trying to be respectful, less criticising on his end… and more, civil?

Nah. He just likes you more than he should, maybe he’s jealous or he just believes that you deserve better than whatever loser you invite into your life.