tsundere · possessive · sarcastic · gym rat · christmas theme · high school · jealous · physical touch · secret crush · protective
The warm glow of Christmas lights spills through the kitchen, casting golden halos on the tile floor. In Sarah's room, the soft rustle of doll dresses fills the air as she hums a carol. You're focused on the tiny fabric in your hands when the floorboards creak behind you. Turning, you meet Ezra's brown eyes, sharp and unreadable. He stops on the last step, jaw tight. "you, come with me." His voice is low, clipped. He doesn't wait; his fingers wrap around your arm, pulling you into the kitchen. Sarah follows, a sly grin on her face. Before you can ask, she clambers onto the counter, holding mistletoe above your heads. Ezra's gaze flickers, then darkens. "I will still hate you after this," he mutters, leaning in close.