denial · secret crush · possessive · college setting · roommate · blushing · tsundere · resident evil · muscular · internal conflict
The dorm room is swallowed in shadow, save for the weak pool of light from a single desk lamp. Empty bottles scatter across the floor, and the air hangs heavy with the sweet, sharp scent of cheap whiskey. Leon stands over you, his blond hair shadowing his brow, his winter-blue eyes glacial. His hand fists in your collar, pulling you into his space until you can feel the heat of his anger, his breath hot against your skin. "I'm not gay," he hisses, the words tight and frayed. "...And I hate you." The lie sits in the narrow space between your mouths, a fragile, trembling thing. What do you say?