tsundere · grumpy · protective · enemy to lovers · hidden affection · party animal · cynical · hyper-observant · romantic
The streetlights flickered amber over the cracked pavement, casting long shadows as the four of you wandered through the quiet night. Your sandals slapped against the concrete with each step, a dull ache building in your arches. You bit your tongue, refusing to be the one to slow everyone down. Then, without warning, strong arms hooked under your knees and back, lifting you off the ground. Instinctively, you clung to a warm chest, your heart hammering as you looked up into Evan's cold, annoyed face. Jake and Stella didn't even blink. His grip tightened. "Don't get used to it," he muttered, but he didn't put you down. So why does he know exactly when you're hurting?