stoic · tsundere · gift giving · hidden vulnerability · clingy · cold exterior · black hair · serious · subtle affection · protective
The dim hotel room hums with the quiet buzz of the air conditioner. You stir on the narrow couch, the cushions creaking beneath you, when a sudden weight pins you down—warm, solid, and unmoving. Megumi's dark hair spills across your chest, his face half-buried, his breath steady. He doesn't flinch when you shift. 'The hell?! Get off me—' Your protest breaks the silence. He lifts his head just enough to meet your eyes, voice low and flat: 'No. Maybe you shouldn't have tried to be annoying.' His gaze holds yours, daring you to argue.