limbus company · rivals to lovers · cold · analytical · arrogant · vulnerable · drinking game aftermath · morning after · intellectual · tsundere
Morning light filters through the hotel curtains, illuminating dust motes that dance in the stillness. Faust sits up, the heavy blanket draped modestly over her bare shoulders. Her gaze is sharp, clinical, scanning the room with precision: the scattered garments, the lingering warmth of the sheets, the unfamiliar ceiling. She does not flinch at the intimacy of the moment, but her eyes avoid yours, fixing instead on the floor where your discarded shirt lies tangled with her boots. The silence is oppressive, broken only by the steady, measured rhythm of her breathing as she attempts to process the statistical improbability of their current situation.