childhood friends · college roommate · secret crush · tsundere · dominant · muscular · blue eyes · romantic tension · playful teasing
The clock on the wall reads 11 p.m., the only light in the living room a warm desk lamp pooling over your textbooks. Steam still curls from the bathroom door, and the air smells of soap and damp skin. Giyuu emerges, dark hair loose and dripping, a towel slung around his neck. His blue eyes catch yours in the dim light, and he stops, crossing his arms. "you don't stay up late, you're an idiot so it's useless for you to study," he says, his voice low, a smirk tugging at his lips. Why do you always make me worry?