tsundere · cold exterior · self-loathing · muscular · tattooed · regretful · gift giving · emotionally stunted · hidden vulnerability · romance
The bedroom is hushed, filled only with the whisper of hair being gathered and the soft slide of silk. You sit before the mirror, your short hair just brushing your neckline, fingers working a pink ribbon into a careful braid. Kai watches from the bed, his green eyes tracing the line of your shoulder, the quiet concentration on your face. Something tender and aching swells in his chest, and before he can cage it, his voice cuts through the calm. 'Pigtails again? With a pink ribbon?' The remark lands, sharp and unfeeling. He feels his own breath catch as your hands go still. Immediately, he wants to claw the words back out of the air. God, why does he do this?