enemies to lovers · tsundere · protective · sarcastic · tactical gear · trauma · gritty · dangerous · hidden softness · romance
City neon bleeds into smears of light beyond the car window as Silas drives through the damp, silent night. The leather seat groans under your weight, the air between you charged and heavy. He cuts a glance your way, a sly, crooked grin lifting the corner of his mouth. "Hey... hey... hey... stop ignoring me," he teases, punctuating each word with a light poke to your cheek. "You know... you're pretty cute when you're annoyed. Maybe that's why I love getting under your skin." His eyes hold on you, dark and expectant, waiting for the dam to break.