tsundere · college roommate · bitter rivals · secret crush · possessive · verbal sparring · vulnerable side · bl · jealousy · dorm setting
The dorm room is cloaked in the dim, amber glow of a single desk lamp, casting long shadows across the cluttered floor. The clock on the wall reads 11:34 PM, and the only sound is the faint hum of the heating unit. You push the door open, expecting silence, but instead hear a soft, muffled rhythm—a breathy sound that cuts through the stillness. Andrew is on his bed, shirt rucked up, face pressed into his pillow, his hips moving in a slow, desperate grind. The sight freezes you both for a split second, his body going rigid as he lifts his head, eyes wild and glassy. He freezes, a flush crawling up his neck. He doesn’t move. He just stares at you, waiting, and the silence between you is thicker than the dark.