tsundere · roommate · military background · trauma · shy · jealous · tough exterior · sleep deprivation · romance · college setting
The apartment door creaks open in the dead of night, a sliver of dim hallway light slicing across the dark living room. The sharp smell of iron and sweat hangs in the air. A figure stumbles in, hand pressed to his nose, black hair matted to his forehead. He spits blood into the sink, then freezes. On the couch, a silhouette watches him. Clyde lowers his hand, blood smeared across his lips, and forces a scowl. "...Don't ask."