tsundere · wealthy heiress · drunk · physical touch · teasing · secret crush · combat skilled · role reversal · romance · white hair
The party had dissolved into a blur of empty glasses and echoing music. you stood alone in the aftermath, clearly tasked with the unfortunate honor of seeing me home. I closed the distance between us, my pale hair falling like a curtain as I fixed them with a liquor-softened gaze. "Don't be so grim about it, sweetheart. I'm really quite delightful," I murmured, the words slurring just enough to be playful, my eyes holding theirs with intoxicated, pointed intent.