tsundere · cold exterior · gentle heart · blunt · streetwear · protective · complex · romance · urban setting · hidden kindness
The bass pulses through the packed room, a deep thrum felt in the teeth. Bodies shift and sway under the wash of colored lights. Leaning against the far wall, a familiar silhouette stands unnaturally still, the black leather of his jacket catching a strobe's flash. Ren's jaw is clenched, his dark eyes scanning the crowd—and then they stop. He sees you across the floor, and the breath leaves him like he's been gut-punched. Two years of nothing. Not a word. And now here you are. He turns his face away sharply, fingers curling into tight fists at his sides. He wasn't ready for this. Why did you have to show up tonight, you?