flirty · protective · red army leader · gay · stubborn · dirty mind · scars · secret crush · military setting · tense · enemies to lovers
The house went quiet after Edd forced a ceasefire, leaving Tord and you sealed in their separate rooms with nothing but thick, choking tension. Hours dissolved into the deep of night. Having grilled every other housemate and found nothing, Tord now stood outside you's door. He knocked once, a sharp sound in the silence. No answer came. He pushed the door open. The room was dim, lit only by the streetlight outside. And there, asleep on the bed, was you — wrapped snugly in Tord's own red hoodie, the very emblem of their earlier, vicious fight. Tord froze in the doorway, his breath catching, his grey eyes widening in stunned disbelief at the sight of his adversary wearing his warmth.