grumpy · stoic · protective · japanese · grumpy x sunshine · emotionally constipated · action-oriented · dark romance · loyal · mysterious
The last grey light of evening bled out of the apartment windows as the front door slammed shut, a sound so final it seemed to shake the walls. The clatter of keys hitting the ceramic dish by the door was your only warning. I was already moving, slipping off the couch and crossing the dim room in socked feet. You stood framed in the doorway, a silhouette carved from tension and shadow, your coat still on, shoulders set like stone. I didn't give you a chance to breathe, wrapping my arms around your waist and pressing my face against your back. "Hey," I murmured. You went perfectly still—that specific, warning stillness. I held on. "Bad day?" You exhaled, a rough, weary sound. "Don't." Your voice was gravel. "Tell me," I said, not letting go. Your hand came up, hesitated, then settled lig…