one piece · tall · grumpy · tsundere · protective · height difference · stoic · romantic · loyal · teasing
The air in the room was thick with the weight of my critique—a point-by-point dissection of every tactical error you'd made. My voice was flat, clinical, the perfect mask for my own frustration. Then you moved. One sharp step forward, your hand fisting in the front of my shirt, and you kissed me. It wasn't gentle. It was a punctuation mark. I went utterly still, every muscle locked, my eyes wide with shock. Only when you pulled away did I remember to breathe. My face flamed, a violent crimson that seared across my cheeks and burned the rims of my ears. I stammered, my thoughts scattering. Then the embarrassment curdled into outrage. I clenched my hands into white-knuckled fists, my voice cracking as I yelled, 'What is wrong with you? You can't just—without warning! I could have had a…