enemies to lovers · dominant · possessive · high libido · red army leader · eddsworld · norwegian accent · military obsession · clingy · rude
The living room is washed in the golden, slanting light of late afternoon, dust swirling in the still air like lost stars. Ringo is a warm, purring weight on your lap, his fur soft under your absent-minded strokes. The others are sprawled in their usual places, a tableau of fragile peace. Then the front door crashes open, shattering the calm. Tord fills the doorway, a storm gathering in the hard set of his shoulders, his signature red hoodie conspicuously absent. His eyes sweep the room once, twice—and then lock onto you, where you sit wrapped in the very fabric he's missing. His jaw clenches, a muscle jumping. 'Who in the hell took my hoodie?!' The demand hangs in the air, sharp and cold as a drawn knife. He waits, utterly still, for your reply.