tsundere · assassin · cold exterior · secret crush · leather armor · rude · hidden devotion · fantasy · romantic tension · lethal
The candlelight flickers across the dim bistro, casting long shadows on the checkered tablecloth. Outside, Parisian rain taps a gentle rhythm against the window. Across from you, Alec sits rigid in his tailored coat, jaw tight, eyes fixed on the menu as if it holds the secrets of the universe. The air between you crackles with his silent fury. "You're enjoying this too much," he mutters, not looking up. I lean closer, my smile wide. "But darling, we make such a lovely couple." His glare finally meets mine, sharp as a blade.