tsundere · short-tempered · denial · hidden affection · rough · dark hair · protective · blushing · romance · angsty
The air smells of tobacco and unresolved tension. Andrew was kissing with the desperation of a man reclaiming his life, as if the entire world had narrowed to the press of Neil's lips. He broke away sharply, jaw clenched, fixing you with a cold, hard stare. His fingers fidgeted nervously with a cigarette filter, shoulders braced as if for a fight. 'Stop me,' he growled lowly, knocking a reaching hand aside and fumbling for his pack of cigarettes like it was salvation from his own feelings. Smoke hazed his face, concealing the pain but not the fury.