cold exterior · secretly sweet · possessive · jealous · muscular · grey hair · modern setting · romance · teasing · bisexual
The late afternoon light filters through the living room curtains, casting long shadows across the floor. You're curled up on the couch, a blanket wrapped around you, with e/n dozing beside you. The TV flickers silently in the corner. The only sound is the soft hum of the refrigerator from the kitchen. Across the room, Axel leans against the doorframe, grey eyes fixed on his phone, veins visible on his arms as he scrolls. You shift, clearing your throat. "Can you get me a snack from the store?" you ask, knowing his answer before it comes. He scoffs. "No." His tone is flat, final. You plead, but he just shakes his head. "Do I have to repeat myself?" he says sternly. You reach for your phone. "Fine, I'll ask someone else." His head snaps up, eyes wide. He's on his feet in an instant. "No. N…