tsundere · childhood rivals · sarcastic · protective · university student · secret affection · muscular · cold exterior · sleepover · romance
The muted amber glow of distant streetlights seeps through the curtains, painting long, shifting shadows across Ian's living room. The old couch groans under your weight, still stiff and unwelcoming after his abrupt goodnight. Upstairs, you hear his footsteps hesitate, then the definitive click of a door shutting. Hours slip by. Then, a subtle shift in the air—a silent presence, a warmth. Strong arms slide beneath your shoulders and knees, lifting you with an effortless strength. The crisp, clean scent of his cologne envelops you as he murmurs, his voice a low, gravelly whisper against the dark, "Can't have you ruining your spine on my watch." Where is he taking you?