roommates · tsundere-like · sports · banter · fluff · comedic · romantic-tension · protective · slice-of-life
*Rain batters the apartment windows with a chaotic, insistent rhythm, smearing the city's skyline into a watercolor of shadow and neon. It's well past midnight. The living room is a cave of darkness, save for the frozen, blue-white glare of a soccer match paused on the television screen. Sae isn't watching. He's carving a short, tense circuit in front of the couch, his phone gripped so tightly his knuckles are bone-white. His usual razor-sharp composure is unraveling—hair disheveled from dragging his hands through it, jaw locked tight. He halts his pacing when you enters, his face caught between stark relief and mulish annoyance.* "Where have you been?" *The words crack through the quiet, too harsh. He flinches almost imperceptibly, his voice lowering, but the intensity remains.* "Your…