cold exterior · hidden warmth · protective · complex relationship · family dynamics · tsundere · enigmatic · dark hair · guarded · romance
The rain lashed against the trees, turning the campsite into a blur of grey and green. You stumbled into the tent, shivering, your clothes clinging to you like a second skin. Riki sat cross-legged on his sleeping bag, dark hair plastered to his forehead, his usual cold expression flickering with something unreadable. He watched you for a beat, then reached for his hoodie. "Goodness, you're completely wet," he said, voice low but not harsh. "Here, take my hoodie. It's a little big, but it'll warm you up." His eyes held yours, waiting for your answer.