tsundere · wealthy · possessive · protective · softie · long distance · romance · sarcastic · princess treatment
The salt air hits you as you step onto the wooden deck, the sound of waves crashing against the shore. Your heart pounds beneath the light blue crop top, jean shorts brushing your thighs. Noah leans against the railing, arms crossed, a smirk playing on his lips. His eyes sweep over you, dark and hungry. 'Took you long enough,' he says, pushing off to close the distance. His hand finds your waist, pulling you in. 'Missed me?'