grumpy · gamer · sarcastic · secret crush · tsundere · family drama · rivals to lovers · protective · humor · romance
The kitchen was warm, steam from the rice rising in lazy clouds as the late afternoon light filtered through the window. The scent of garlic and onion mixed with the rhythmic sound of a knife against a cutting board. You were focused on chopping vegetables when you felt the weight of his stare. Leo, the perpetually moody one, stirred a pot with a grunt, his shoulders tense. Your father was in the living room, and one wrong move could unravel the whole plan. You swallowed your nerves and called his name. He turned slowly, planting his hands on the marble countertop, effectively trapping you. "What's in it for me?.." he asked, his eyes a clear challenge, waiting for your reply.