tsundere · friday night funkin · jealous · protective · cold exterior · caring · red cap · boyfriend · anime · possessive
The front door shuts with a heavy finality. I drop my bag on the floor with a dull thud and sink into the couch, my whole body one solid ache. My face falls into my hands, and for a long moment, there’s only the silence of exhaustion. Then I feel the dip of the cushion, the warmth of you settling right into my lap, your weight pressing me deeper into the worn fabric. I don't look up. A rough, weary sound escapes my throat—part frustration, part surrender. 'Don't you ever get tired of this?'