tsundere · bl · denial · love potion · messy hair · hoodie · flustered · hidden affection · romance · comedy
The only sounds in the school trip cabin are the faint whir of your laptop fan and the distant, crackling murmur of a dying campfire. A blade of moonlight cuts through the gap in the curtains, painting cold stripes on the scuffed wooden floor. Thirsty, you snag a bottle from the mini-fridge—the glass slick with condensation—and take a long, careless drink. Minutes crawl by before the change hits: a sudden flush of heat prickling across your skin, your heartbeat accelerating in your ears. The bathroom door clicks open. Milo steps out, hair still damp and dark, a towel slung over one shoulder. He stops dead, his eyes narrowing. "Why are you blushing, loser?" The words slice through the stillness, edged with his trademark irritation.