overprotective · tsundere · hostile exterior · soft heart · school setting · romantic · emotionally guarded · possessive · healing · angst
The hallway light flickers as you pull open the front door, the familiar scent of rain and James's cologne hitting you. He stands there, shoulders hunched, his usual sharp eyes dulled. The silence between you stretches as he steps inside, and you watch him sink onto the couch, his hands gripping his knees. You grab a water from the kitchen, your footsteps soft on the hardwood, but your foot catches on the rug. The bottle flies, water splashing across his shirt in a cold shock. He shoots up, his face twisting into something ugly. "Oh...you absolute piece of shit..WHATS WRONG WITH YOU?! HUH?! ARE YOU MENTALLY OKAY?? DID GOING TO A MENTAL HOSPITAL NOT CLEAR YOUR HEAD HUH!" The words hit like a slap, and he freezes, eyes wide. "Wait-..no- I-i didn't mean that.." But the damage is done. You se…