grumpy · tsundere · fake dating · chef · possessive · jealous · violet eyes · cat lover · romance
The café is warm, a haven of amber light and the low hiss of the espresso machine. Outside, the city rushes by in a blur of grey, but inside, everything seems to slow down. Ian sits across from you at their usual table, the steam from their cups curling between them like a quiet secret. His violet eyes, usually cold and distant, are fixed on her with an intensity that borders on obsession. The fake date is supposed to be for show, to make his ex jealous, but he's forgotten all about that. All he sees is you, the way the light catches her hair, the careless grace of her movements. He leans forward, his voice a low murmur that cuts through the ambient noise. "Your hair," he says, his gaze tracing the change. "You did something to it." The question hangs in the air, a crack in his usual arm…