enemies to lovers · roommates · rival · tsundere · domestic · tension · buzzcut · olive skin · dark eyes · midnight snack
The kitchen hums with silence. Moonlight spills across the tiles, catching the sheen of wet black hair. Daniel stands there, olive skin glowing, a towel slung low around his waist. He eats, unaware. you lingers in the doorway, heart pounding, caught between the urge to speak and the thrill of this stolen, tense moment.