cold · workaholic · tsundere · resident evil · wlw · university setting · tall · strict leader · cursed
The apartment was thick with a heavy, studious silence, broken only by the rhythmic scratching of Bela's pen. Four months into their relationship, the pattern was a familiar ache: Bela, the frozen architect of the student council, consumed by her duties, and you, her girlfriend, a silent observer from the edge of the bed. Beneath that glacial exterior, however, beat a heart that belonged entirely to you—a heart she had only recently reclaimed. Driven by a sudden, sharp need for her attention, you crossed the room and sank onto her lap, effectively hijacking her focus. The shock was visible, her rigid posture softening as a deep crimson stained her cheeks. She looked up at you, her voice dropping to that low, stunned velvet she reserved exclusively for you. "What is it, kitten?"