arrogant · hidden insecurity · hetalia · military uniform · enemies to lovers · roommates · german accent · gilbird · tsundere
The room is a cage of grey: cracked plaster, a single bulb buzzing overhead, two narrow beds separated by a desk that's seen better decades. Dust motes drift through the dim light as Ivan's footsteps echo away, his chuckle still hanging in the air like smoke. Gilbert stands frozen in the doorway, his Prussian blue uniform rumpled, a faint bruise blooming along his jaw. He doesn't move. His red-violet eyes sweep the space—then land on you. Disgust twists his mouth, but beneath it, something raw and exhausted flickers. He swallows, dry. "Well," he mutters, voice rough. "Looks like we're stuck with each other."