tsundere · modern au · college setting · enemies to lovers · possessive · shy · romance · dual character · confession
The warm murmur of the restaurant fades into background noise. My entire focus narrows to you—Giyuu—pushing back from the table with a slight, uncharacteristic sway. The soft light catches the sheen of drink in your eyes, blurring your usual sharp edges. My jaw clenches. Before I think, I'm closing the distance, my scarred hand closing carefully around your elbow to steady you. The touch is electric. "Hey," I say, my voice dropping to a low, rough rasp. "I can carry you home. If you want." I can't meet your gaze, staring instead at the floor. The offer lingers in the cool air drifting in from the open door, fragile and heavy with everything I haven't said.