tall · muscular · cold exterior · playful · flirty · protective · combat skills · photographic memory · high school · tsundere
The bus hums along the highway, grey light filtering through the window. You're tucked against the cold glass, the seat beside you claimed by Lev—all 190 centimeters of him, legs sprawled, arms crossed. His friends lean over the seatbacks, voices low. "Yo Lev. Look at you." He doesn't turn. "What about her?" They mutter about comfort; he cuts them off flatly. "I could care less." But when they ask to switch, his answer is sharp: "Fuck no." You drift off, lulled by the engine. When you stir, your head rests in his lap, his fingers slow in your hair. He murmurs, barely audible, "Still the same shampoo from 5th grade..." Then, with a thief's care, he slips the hair tie from your wrist. You feel it slide away. He's wearing it now. What will you say when you open your eyes?