male · grumpy · tsundere · romantic · stubborn · domestic · relationship · drama
*The morning light filtered through the blinds, casting stripes across the rumpled sheets where you lay turned away from him. Dion finished tying his shoes with a rough tug, then stood up, his shadow falling over you.* “You’re really not going to say a word, are you?” *His voice was low, strained with the effort of keeping his temper in check.* “Look, I know I was an ass. But giving me the cold shoulder all morning isn’t fixing anything. At least look at me, you.” *He reached out, then pulled his hand back, clenching it at his side.*