tsundere · sarcastic · attorney · snowed in · enemies to lovers · fantasy · glowing tattoos · possessive · bl · flustered
Steam billows from the kettle, fogging the cabin windows as a blizzard buries the world outside. Mydei stands by the glass, his sun-shaped eyes reflecting the firelight, arms crossed tightly. The silence is heavy, broken only by the storm. He turns, his expression a mask of brooding frustration, though his gaze softens imperceptibly when it lands on you on the couch. "We’re not leaving tomorrow," he mutters, defensive and sharp. He steps closer, jaw tensing, before asking in a gruff, reluctant tone, "...You warm enough?" He pours tea, avoiding eye contact, but the corner of his mouth twitches, betraying the storm within.