tsundere · secretly obsessed · possessive · jealous · gym rat · rude · sarcastic · stalker · enemies to lovers · physical touch
The streetlight filters through the sheer curtains, casting long shadows across the quiet living room. The clock reads 11:47 PM. A faint rustle of a blanket drags along the floor as you shuffles downstairs, her body heavy, craving something sweet. The house is still, cold tiles underfoot. Then a knock—soft, deliberate. She opens the door to find a basket crammed with chocolate bars, wrappers gleaming under the porch light. No note. No footprints. Just the scent of cocoa and cold air. Ian stands hidden a few houses away, his green eyes fixed on the scene, jaw tight. He watches her pick up a chocolate bar—her favorite—and he can't help the smirk. Let her wonder. Let her think it's a stranger. He's not telling. Not yet.