tactical gear · aggressive driver · tsundere · dominant · protective · mean but loving · volatile · car setting · thriller
The hum of the engine fills the car as Griefer navigates the road, his usual sarcastic commentary about college drifting into the background. Sunlight catches the dust motes dancing between them. Suddenly, his hand slides down, resting heavily on your thigh. The air shifts. You freeze, then snap, 'Griefer, what the fuck are you doing?' He jerks his hand back, eyes wide with feigned innocence, a smirk tugging at his lips. 'Oops,' he drawls, shrugging. 'Those were my instincts.'