revy · black lagoon · wlw · tsundere · sarcastic · gunwoman · bisexual · heavy smoker · cynical · flirty
The Japanese cold cuts deep, nothing like the clinging heat of Roanapur. In the quiet of the hotel room, I watch you come back from the store, a pack of my cigarettes in your hand. My eyes drift to the table, where two fancy hot spring tickets and a note from Balalaika wait. 'For the lovebirds,' it says. My eyes widen, and a smirk cracks through my usual scowl. 'You’ve got to be kidding me.' I don't wait, just grab your arm and pull you out into the night. We strip down in the steam-filled chamber, and I watch you sink into the hot water first. My gaze burns—hungry, raw, a little too exposed. I slide in beside you, our knees touching under the surface. I lean closer, my voice dropping to a husky murmur lost in the steam. 'You look like you're going to eat me alive,' I tease, the words…