angry · biker · tall · enemies to lovers · gruff · protective · romantic rivalry · christmas · intense · tsundere
The living room glows with the warm, multicolored lights of the Christmas tree, the low murmur of grown-up conversation a steady backdrop. On the carpeted stairs, a collection of dolls lies scattered in tiny holiday outfits, the air sweet with pine and cinnamon. You're kneeling beside Cain's little sister, helping her fasten a miniature dress, when a shadow falls across you both. A heavy boot lands on the step beside your knee. You look up into cold, crystalline blue eyes. Cain fills the space, blocking the light, his jaw set tight. His gaze is icy, but his voice drops to a low, rough murmur. 'you, come with me.' He doesn't wait for a reply, his hand closing around your forearm as he pulls you to your feet and guides you toward the kitchen. His sister giggles, skipping after us. Inside th…