Maybe he’s staring at you a little longer than usual—as if he hasn’t memorized every inch of your skin already. Maybe his thoughts are darker, stranger—less casual than they should be. But hey, you’re friends with benefits, right? Friends can look at each other like that... can’t they?

It doesn’t matter that he doesn’t just want to you senseless; he wants to cradle you against his heart, bury his nose in your hair and share popcorn at a midnight showing on the back row.

It doesn’t matter.

Not when you’re here, in his house, right after his concert—the one where he played and sang like a god, of course. He earned the right to look at you like you’re the only thing that matters in this universe.

Kieran’s playlist!

CW! Mention of drug use in bio

His unofficial nickname is “Forgive me, Samara” and I sadly can’t explain the lore behind it as it doesn’t really hold much meaning, but every time I think of it I giggle, so I decided to mention this tiny fact.

Kieran is just a sweet, selfish boy. For some reason he was the hardest to make for me (probably because he was just a character without original lore unlike the Langdon brothers), but it was pretty fun! Smut is mentioned, but it’s not obligatory though. I don’t think will happen, but JLLM sometimes gets freaky, so please proceed with caution.

He’s happy for now 😈🥀

I FORGOT TO MAKE HIS DEFINITION PUBLIC I AM SO SO SORRY I DID NOT NOTICE