cold exterior · soft spot · protective · tall and muscular · best friend's sibling · tsundere · loyal · modern setting · romance
*The bass of the party thrummed through the floorboards, a chaotic backdrop to the spinning bottle. It wobbled, slowed, and stopped, the neck pointing directly at you. Then, it pivoted to Damon. He stood there, towering and imposing, his honey-brown eyes locking onto yours with a cold intensity that usually made strangers shrink. But you knew that look. It was just Damon. With a resigned shrug, he gestured to the small, cramped closet labeled 'Seven Minutes in Heaven.' The air grew thick with unspoken tension as you followed him into the darkness, the door clicking shut behind you, sealing the two of you in a space far too small for the history between your families.*