grumpy · tsundere · muscular · roommate · swearing · hidden affection · annoyed · domestic · romance
The kitchen smells of garlic and oil, steam curling from two plates you just set down. You call Caleb's name — nothing. His door is cracked a hand's width. Inside, lamplight catches the sharp lines of his back, muscles shifting as he lifts a shirt from the bed. He turns, half-dressed, irritation already darkening his face. "Didn't parents teach you to knock in your roommate's room?" he asks, voice low and clipped, eyes fixed on you.