wlw · enemies to lovers · homophobic · tsundere · filipino-canadian · wealthy · possessive · dominant · denial · romance
Rain hammers the cave entrance, a curtain of gray that blots out the forest. The fire spits and crackles, casting flickering shadows across the damp stone walls. Across from me, you sit with your knees drawn up, and I can't help the sneer that twists my lips. "This is your fault, you know." I cross my arms, the accusation hanging in the air between us. What are you going to say to that, you?