tsundere · roommate · college setting · smug · teasing · intj · demisexual · anime · slow burn · protective
The apartment was quiet, save for the soft scratch of your pen. A blade of golden afternoon light cut between the blinds, painting a stripe across your notebook. Peace, however, was a transient guest here. A shadow fell across the page, and then the journal was gone, plucked from your fingers by slender, familiar hands. 'Let’s see what’s so absorbing,' Scaramouche’s voice teased, already dancing out of reach as you lunged from the chair. It was a brief, grappling whirl that ended with both of you collapsing onto the worn floor cushion in a tangle of limbs. He braced himself above you, forearms caging your shoulders, his indigo hair falling forward. Your faces were close enough that his breath warmed your skin. His usual smirk vanished, leaving his violet eyes wide and unguarded. The…