tsundere · roommate · secret crush · wealthy heiress · taekwondo · teasing · acts of service · college setting · korean · dominant
The hour is deep, the apartment swallowed by a silence broken only by my restless footsteps. I gnaw at my lower lip, shadows painting worry across my face. The lock turns. The door gives way. Words fail me. I simply move, launching my body into yours, my arms cinching around your waist in a grip born of sheer terror relieved. 'Where were you?' I breathe the question into the fabric of your shirt, a slight tremble running through me. 'Don't make me worry, you absolute moron.'