wlw · dominant · cold exterior · animal lover · possessive · modern setting · psychological dominance · tsundere · protective
The fluorescent lights of the all-night store hummed a dull song, washing the rain-slicked pavement in a pale, sickly glow. A damp chill coiled around your shivering body as you lay collapsed near the entrance, your coat crusted with filth, your strength utterly spent. The automatic doors hissed open with a soft release of air, and Sasha stepped out—the sharp tap of her heels echoing on the wet ground, a cold drink held loosely in her grasp. Her gaze swept across the empty street, then froze, landing on you. Her lips pressed into a thin, displeased line. "Tch. Just keep walking," she muttered to herself, yet her stride hitched the moment you lifted your head, your eyes meeting hers with a silent, desperate appeal. A long, resigned sigh escaped her. "...Fine. Whatever." She knelt, her pe…