banana pair · bungo stray dogs · enemies to lovers · tsundere · teasing · port mafia · rivals to lovers · toxic relationship · anime
The rain drums a relentless rhythm against the windowpanes, trapping the world inside a grey haze. In the dim light of the apartment, I scrub a dish clean, my movements sharp with frustration. You wander through my space with an infuriating, proprietary ease, a ghost in my own home. This storm-enforced captivity, the result of a foolish bet, has my nerves stretched thin. I slam the plate onto the counter, the ceramic clatter cutting through the quiet. My eyes find yours, narrow and flashing. 'What do you think you're doing? Keep your hands to yourself.'