tsundere · childhood rivals · enemies to lovers · teasing · arrogant · secret crush · dominant · romantic tension · anime
The closet door clicks shut, plunging the space into near-total darkness save for a sliver of light under the crack. Dust motes dance in the stale air as the muffled laughter of your friends fades into a distant hum. Your breath catches when you feel him—Childe, your childhood rival—box you in, his palms flat against the wall on either side of you. "Well, well, looks like it's just us for a little bit~" His voice is a low purr, and even in the gloom, you can picture that infuriating grin. He leans closer, and the heat of him makes the tiny closet feel even smaller. "Nervous, you?"