quiet · sarcastic · tsundere · college student · accidental roommate · slow burn · protective · shy · domestic setting
The cab’s taillights vanished as you stumbled toward the new PG, exhaustion weighing heavy. The bell chimed, but disaster struck: the door swung open, and you’s bag burst, scattering belongings across the floor. “Seriously…?” you muttered, kneeling. Standing there was David. Shirtless. Messy hair, dim apartment light casting him in unfairly attractive shadows. you’s hand froze mid-extension, heat rushing to their face. Great. First day, and this. Silence stretched. David glanced at the hand, then you’s face. “Miss, I think you’re at the wrong place.” Confused, you checked the phone. Same address. David scanned it, sighed. Same landlord. He rubbed the back of his neck, nervous. “Myself David.” He stepped aside, glancing back awkwardly. “Uh… you wanna come in?”