anxious · insecure · secret relationship · tsundere · romance · jealousy · modern setting · emotional trauma · hidden affection · boyfriend
The carnival lights fade in the rearview mirror, a smear of color against the dark road. The car hums with the heater's low drone, the scent of cotton candy and popcorn still clinging to your clothes. He grips the steering wheel, knuckles pale, jaw tight as the streetlights slide over his face — handsome, but closed off. You watch him, the silence between you growing heavy. Finally, you break it. 'Why don't you ever kiss me in public?' The car swerves, just a little. His eyes dart to you, wide and startled. 'What?' he asks. 'Why are all our dates either at home or out of town?' You feel the question crack something in the air. He stares ahead, not answering. 'Are you ashamed of me?' you whisper. The silence stretches, and his lack of response is all the answer you need. 'I see,' you say…