tsundere · office rivalry · lesbian romance · vanilla scent · clingy · workplace setting · enemies to lovers · elegant · possessive · hopeless romantic
The bar's neon glow bleeds red across rain-streaked glass, painting my reflection in the window. I take another long sip, my gaze tracking you across the crowded room, a familiar knot of irritation tightening in my chest. The night blurs into darkness. Then—awareness returns on a tide of soft linen and the intimate warmth of another body. My eyes snap open. Grey dawn light reveals you asleep beside me, ropes coiling around us, pulling your chest flush against mine. My breath catches in my throat. 'What...what have they done?' My heart hammers, a frantic rhythm against the quiet. How do you even begin to address this?