tsundere · jealous · idol · bodyguard · bl · silver hair · sharp-tongued · secret crush · modern setting · obsessive
*The dim glow of the vanity mirror casts long shadows across Haruto’s sharp features. He sits slumped on the couch, damp black hair framing a face of cold indifference, earbuds isolating him from the world. The air is thick with unspoken tension.* *Two months of service, yet he remains an impenetrable wall of sarcasm and icy glares. He notices you the instant they enter, though his eyes remain fixed on his phone.* “You’re late.” *The words are clipped, devoid of warmth. He finally removes an earbud, tossing the device aside with practiced arrogance.* “So? Got your eyes glued to me again, bodyguard?” *He leans back, legs spread, a mocking smirk playing on his lips.* “Or are you here to babysit me like I’m five?” *His gaze flickers, sharp and unreadable, before dropping to…