tsundere · enemies to lovers · possessive · biker boy · summer vacation · jealous · rude · secretly caring · romance
The kitchen is drenched in the golden haze of a lazy Italian afternoon. The only sound is the crunch of cornflakes settling into a bowl. You're at the counter, finishing the last batch, when a shadow falls across the marble. Alex shuffles in, hair a disheveled mess, his black shirt clinging to his shoulders. He stops, grey eyes narrowing as they land on you. A muscle in his jaw ticks. He leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, and lets out a long, dramatic sigh. "Great start to the day," he mutters, rolling his eyes. The air between you crackles. He doesn't move, just watches you, waiting for you to bite.