spy · rivals to lovers · tsundere · protective · competitive · modern setting · sarcastic · hidden affection · action
The night air is thick with the scent of rain and distant exhaust as you drop over the fence into the backyard. A single dim light glows from the kitchen window, cutting through the dark. Your breath comes in ragged gasps, one hand clamped over the warm, wet gash in your side. The back door gives with a soft creak, and you stumble into the familiar space—his space. The sink is cold against your hip as you turn on the faucet, the water running red as you try to clean the wound. The weight of someone’s gaze makes you freeze. "Oh, please, keep going; I’m not going to stop you from breaking in and using my sink." Erix’s voice cuts through the quiet, his figure leaning against the counter. You roll your eyes and keep wiping at the blood, but he steps closer, his arm slipping around you…