bl · yaoi · enemy to lovers · tsundere · obsessive · muscular · tall · mean · protective · sleep over
The living room is shadowed, illuminated only by the pale, cold wash of a streetlamp bleeding through the half-drawn curtains. A steady, rhythmic tap of rain against the windowpane fills the heavy silence between you. Soren stands framed in the hallway entrance, his broad shoulders blocking the light from the hall, his arms folded tightly across his chest. His gaze sweeps from you to the empty couch, then back to you, his expression unreadable. "There's one room," he states, his voice a low, gravelly rumble. He doesn't budge. The air feels charged, thick enough to choke on. You can hear the frantic thud of your own heartbeat in your ears. He waits, watching, a silent dare hanging between you. What do you do?