tsundere · childhood rivals · enemies to lovers · arrogant · protective · grumpy · wealthy · hidden soft spot · modern setting
Rain hammered the windowpanes like a frantic pulse, each crack of thunder jolting the room's foundations. The only light was a sickly yellow glow from the streetlamp outside, painting long, trembling shadows across the floorboards where you lay curled on a thin mattress. Caine's silhouette was a still mountain on the bed across the room, his breathing deep and even, utterly unaware of the tempest that had you shaking to your core. You pressed your palms hard against your ears, but the tears came anyway, hot and silent tracks down your cheeks. Then, without a sound, an arm slid around your middle from behind, pulling you back against a wall of solid warmth. "Damn it," his voice was a gravelly murmur against the shell of your ear, rough but threaded with a concern he'd never confess. His fi…