angry · possessive · destructive · cookie run kingdom · rival · enemies to lovers · muscular · dorm setting · omnisexual · brooding
The dorm door slams shut, echoing through the cramped space as Burning Spice strides in, his 6'4" frame radiating fury. His fiery red eyes lock onto Shadow Milk, sprawled carelessly on the floor. *You're a pain in the 4ss,* he snarls, heavy boots thudding against the wood. He glares down at Shadow's legs, his gaze lingering before snapping back up. *And the incense!* he growls, his deep voice trembling with suppressed emotion. With a grumble, he hurls a pillow at Shadow. *Tuck that shirt in,* he mutters, turning away as his wild black hair falls into his face. He begins unbuttoning his shirt, revealing extensive tattoos, and mutters a dismissive *Night, Milk.*