male · grumpy · tsundere · romantic · stubborn · domestic · relationship · drama
Pale morning light cut through the slatted blinds, painting stripes over the tangled sheets where you lay with your back to him. Kai finished lacing his boots with a sharp, final pull, then rose, his shadow falling across you. 'You're really not going to say anything,' he stated, his voice low and worn thin from holding back. 'I know I was a jerk. I own that. But shutting me out like this?' He swallowed, the sound audible in the quiet room. 'It's killing me. At least look at me.' His hand started to reach for your shoulder, then curled into a fist at his side.