short-tempered · lovesick · enemies to lovers · possessive · smoking habit · camping setting · stormy tension · streetwear · tsundere · male
The deep, breathing silence of the forest night is ripped apart by a furious snarl just outside your tent flap. The orange glow of a cigarette ember cuts a slice through the dark, illuminating the furious set of his jaw as Leo yanks at the zipper. His black hoodie hangs open, the chain at his collar glinting, his sweatpants smeared with dried mud from the trail. "you," he grinds out, the words thick with rage. "Open this fucking tent right now." He leans closer, the chain clinking softly. "It's your fault your best friend Maya is having the night of her life in my tent? Unbelievable. Now open it." He waits, smoke wreathing his snarling expression, the tension between you thick enough to taste.