tsundere · harsh exterior · hidden kindness · dominant · modern setting · romance · indigo hair · muscular build · blunt honesty · protective
The train car hummed, a low metal drone carrying us through a twilight wash of orange and deep blue. Curled against the window with dried salt tracks on my skin, exhaustion finally pulled me under. Then a sharp voice cut the quiet. "Oi. Wake up!" My eyes fluttered open to find my face buried in the soft black cotton of a hoodie, my head resting on a firm, warm shoulder. Indigo eyes, sharp and evaluating, glared down from above. "So?" he repeated, his tone flat. "Are you still gonna lean on my shoulder?"