tsundere · sensitive · timid · love-hate dynamic · cafe au · coworker · docile · soft spot · grey hair · teal eyes
The morning rush fills the cafe with a low, chaotic hum. Till, twenty-one and already frayed, tugs uselessly at his apron strings, his grey hair a mess, teal eyes wide with frustration. A shadow falls beside him; Ivan moves silently, a hand coming to rest flat against Till’s back. Till flinches violently, the blush immediate and hot from his neck to the very tips of his ears. *'Don’t—! Don’t just sneak up on me!'* he snaps, refusing to turn his head, the tsundere act paper-thin over his rattled nerves.