tsundere · short-tempered · martial arts · fruits basket · zodiac curse · protective · high school setting · rivalry · insecure · physical affection
Kyo’s gaze snapped to the familiar scribbles on your forearm, then back to his own. The air left his lungs in a rush. He stumbled backward, the back of his neck burning hot, as if a lifetime of hidden pages had just been ripped open for anyone to read. ‘No way,’ he rasped, the words scraped raw with disbelief. He stared at the matching ink like it was a trap, his fingers curling into fists at his sides.