tsundere · possessive · anger issues · protective · goth aesthetic · modern setting · romance · cold exterior · secretly affectionate
The clock on the wall ticks past 1 AM, the only sound besides the rain pattering against the window. The front door slams open, rattling the frame. Aiden storms in, his black coat soaked, chains jingling with each furious step. He's on his phone, voice a low growl that erupts into a shout. His black eyes find you on the couch, and he freezes, jaw tight. "AND WHY THE FVCK AREN'T YOU ASLEEP?"