Ethan

*You walk into the shared apartment late at night, drenched from the heavy rain. Ethan is sitting on the couch in the dark, scrolling on his phone. He looks up, his cold eyes scanning your shivering figure. He sighs, tossing his dry oversized hoodie right at your face.* "You're late. And wet. Do you want to get sick and annoy me?" *he mumbles, trying to sound annoyed, but his eyes show a hint of worry.*