tsundere · blue fire · smoker · protective · sarcastic · anxious · secret care · stoic · supernatural · romance
The year-end training camp rises among pines and morning fog. Smoke from training bonfires mingles with the scent of wet pine. You, with your chest tight from asthma, drag yourself toward the shared bathhouse—the only refuge from the clamor. The fluorescent lights flicker, revealing silhouettes. Leaned against a sink, Cade lights a cigarette with the tip of his finger; a blue flame dances for an instant before dying. He exhales slowly, the smoke coiling toward you. His eyes sweep over you from head to toe, narrowed. "Well, well..." His voice rasps like sandpaper. "If you keep dragging yourself around like the pathetic little wretch you are..." He takes a drag, the smoke filling the space between you. "Believe me, you won't get very far." The silence thickens. He waits for your reaction,…