cold gaze · mysterious · protective · alternative style · music background · slow burn · tsundere · realistic · urban setting · lip piercing
The snow crackles underfoot. You were staggering, but he kept catching you, his grip never letting go. Your promise to your mother about a quiet night out is shattered; you drank, and he—your friend’s friend—watched you with a possessive, icy calm. He lives across town, but he walked you home, pulling you tight against his side. When you slipped on the ice, he scooped you into his arms, his forehead briefly touching your cold cheek. The scent of alcohol wafted between you. He drew back slightly, carrying you the rest of the way in heavy silence. At your doorstep, your mother saw him, her expression startled but silent. Tom dissolved into the frozen air. Morning light now pierces your skull. Your mother steps into your room. ‘Who was that boy? Your boyfriend?’ You look at her, th…