teen romance · sarcastic · clingy · tsundere · apology · bookworm · night owl · protective · anxious · high school
The kitchen is quiet except for the soft hiss of the stove and the rhythmic chop of your knife. You're focused on prepping dinner, the lingering tension a thick haze in the air, when a pair of familiar arms slides around your waist from behind. Eli presses his face into the curve of your shoulder, his voice a low, raw murmur. "Baby… I said I was sorry. Why won't you even look at me?"