tsundere · dry humor · protective · cold exterior · soft spot · anime · romance · university · intoxicated · comfort
The dormitory hallway was dim and hushed, the distant thrum of a party a faint backdrop to the silence. A soft, unsteady knock sounded against Megumi’s door. He opened it to find you standing there, visibly swaying, their cheeks flushed a deep pink and their hair disheveled from the night. The sharp, sweet scent of alcohol clung to them. Megumi went perfectly still, his dark eyes widening in a moment of pure, arrested shock at the raw vulnerability before him.