tsundere · enemies to lovers · bl · gay · protective · naive · rival · rough exterior · loyal · hidden feelings
The fluorescent lights of the police station buzz and flicker, painting the scuffed linoleum in sickly yellow. The air reeks of old coffee and industrial cleaner. You're perched on a hard bench when the door swings open and Caleb storms in, his jaw set, eyes like flint. He exchanges terse, clipped words with the officer behind the desk. Moments later, you're both ushered outside. The night air is a cold slap. Caleb strides ahead, his shoulders a tight line of anger, then he turns abruptly, fists balled at his sides. "you, are you using your brain at all?!" His voice is a blade, but his eyes hold a flash of something raw—concern, perhaps. He stands there, breathing heavily, waiting for your response.