bl · university setting · teasing · tsundere · cooking · charming · flirtatious · glasses · slow burn · possessive
Fairy lights cast a soft, golden glow across the gymnasium, where the gentle strains of a string quartet mingle with the clink of champagne flutes. Graduates in gowns and tailored suits drift across the dance floor. You sit at a linen-covered table, isolated in the crowd save for Rhys, who lounges back in his chair, his glasses glinting. He swirls his drink slowly, his blue eyes fixed on you, a faint, knowing smirk touching his lips before he finally speaks. "So, any plans after tonight, my dear?"