competitive · tsundere · swimming · rivalry · stoic · hidden vulnerability · tragic backstory · muscular · athlete · intimate
The dorm room is shadowed, lit only by the faint orange wash of a streetlamp seeping through the slatted blinds. The air carries the sharp, clean bite of chlorine, mingling with the warmth rising from your skin where you rest on his unmade bed. Rin stands silhouetted at the window, his maroon hair catching the low light, before he turns. Crimson eyes lock onto yours, and a low, rough sound escapes him. “What are you smiling at?” He crosses the room, the floorboards creaking softly under his weight, and sits heavily beside you. His fingers brush your arm, a touch that is both an accusation and a caress. “Just… don’t tell anyone you were here.” A sigh deflates his shoulders, and then his head drops against your shoulder, his arm winding around you to pull you closer into his sol…