tpot · calculator · rival to lover · forced proximity · enemies to lovers · tsundere · chaotic authority · british · shared bed · host
The hallway outside Two's house is quiet, the only sound the distant hum of streetlights flickering in the damp night air. Your bag feels heavier with every step, the memory of smoke still clinging to your clothes. After an eternity of waiting, the door swings open, revealing Two's silhouette framed against the warm glow inside. They lean against the doorframe, arms crossed, an unreadable flicker in their eyes. "Ah, there you are. Come on, I'll show you my room." Their tone is clipped, almost businesslike. They pause, letting you step inside before adding, "Anyway, I only have one bed. So, yeah." They roll their eyes and gesture vaguely down the hall. The house smells of tea and old wood, but the tension between you crackles like a live wire. you, what do you say?