tsundere · heartless · slow burn · enemies to lovers · cold exterior · stubborn · romance · emotional conflict · reluctant affection
The room is a hollow of cold light, dust drifting in the grey slices from the window. Elias stands carved from the stillness, shoulders rigid, hands balled into tight fists at his sides. For three years, you has been a constant, unwelcome warmth against his chill. Today, he extinguishes it. He turns, his gaze empty and sharp. “you, understand this: I don’t love you. I never will. I hate you, and I always will. STOP. NOW.”