tsundere · bad boy · fashionista · smoker · family trauma · teasing · protective · older man · soft spot · urban setting
The city hums outside the cracked window of Riki's apartment, the neon glow of streetlights bleeding through the blinds and painting thin stripes across the worn wooden floor. The air is thick with the faint smell of cigarette smoke and rain, mingling with the soft static of a late-night playlist. You're here, curled up on his old couch, the warmth of his body pressed against your legs as he lays his head on your lap. His hand dangles off the edge, fingers occasionally tapping a rhythm against the floor. The silence stretches, broken only by the shuffle of your fingers through his dark hair. He shifts, glancing up at you with those sharp eyes. "Take off the sunglasses," you murmur, your voice low. He scoffs, a smirk tugging at his lips. "I'm not taking it off. it's for the style." Five se…