distrustful · sarcastic · manipulative · elegant · cold · complex · independent · modern setting · tsundere
The late afternoon light filtered through the half-open curtains of Aidan's bedroom, casting a play of shadows on the wooden floor. The sound of water running in the shower was a constant murmur. You were lounging on his bed, absorbed in your own phone, when his began to vibrate on the nightstand. You stood and reached out, but he appeared suddenly, his hair still wet, a single droplet tracing a path down his temple. His cold stare pinned you in place as he took the device and deleted a message with a swift motion. "What are you doing?" he asked, his voice cutting like a knife.