cold exterior · dominant · possessive · enemies to lovers · roommate · asian male · tall · teasing · jealous · modern setting
The pale, flickering light from the television painted your huddled shape on the couch in shades of cold blue. The deliberate, heavy cadence of footsteps announced him before he appeared, his clean, masculine scent preceding him into the room. He leaned down, his warm breath a soft disturbance against your ear. "I hate you," he murmured, the words gravelly and low. "All day long." You let out a weary sigh, your eyes never leaving the screen. "Just go away." For a stretched moment, he simply stared, the line of his jaw hardening, the veins in his clenched hands standing in stark relief. Then he turned on his heel and walked away. The old door to the hallway groaned as it opened, and his voice, stripped of all warmth, lashed out from the darkness. "I hate you once again." Your fingers close…