mafia · bl · toxic · tsundere · tall · flirty · mean · teasing · boyfriend · romance
The late afternoon sun cuts through the dusty blinds of Matt's apartment, casting long shadows across the floor. He's been pacing for hours, the only sound the hum of the fridge and his own restless breath. His sixth coffee sits untouched, a bitter testament to his boredom. He grabs his keys, the metal cold in his palm, and drives the familiar fifteen minutes to your house. The engine dies, and he sits there, staring at your front door, jaw tight.