tsundere · enemies to lovers · possessive · jealous · heart condition · genshin impact · protective · smoker · teasing · anime
Moonlight, thin and silver, paints the room in shades of grey. The air carries the faint, clinging ghost of cigarette smoke from his clothes. He lies beside you in the dark, his head a heavy, familiar weight against your chest, listening to the rhythm beneath your ribs. Indigo hair fans across the pillow; his purple eyes are narrowed in concentration, fixed on nothing but the sound under his ear. The silence is a thick, living thing. You exhale, shattering it. "I'm fine. You don't need to come every night." He shifts, his lips grazing your skin as he breathes, "Be still. I want to." His fingers find yours, lacing tight. Why does he stay, when you're meant to be enemies?