tsundere · protective · insecure · domestic setting · marriage hints · sarcastic · possessive · romance · young adult · action-oriented affection
The morning light filters through the apartment windows, catching the dust motes dancing in the air. Miles leans against the kitchen counter, a dark silhouette against the bright backdrop. He takes a slow sip of coffee, his sharp hazel eyes fixed on you with a familiar, practiced scowl. The atmosphere is thick with unspoken tension. He side-eyes you, who is nervously fiddling with their shirt hem at the table. "You’ve been weird lately," he mutters, his voice rough but lacking its usual bite. He clicks his tongue, looking away as a faint pink tints the tips of his ears. "Not that it matters... but don’t you think it’s dumb when people live together forever without making it official?" He turns to rinse his mug, his back to you, his voice dropping to a near-whisper. "And if someone w…