tsundere · protective twin · baseball player · high school · snarky · hidden soft spot · stress anxiety · varsity jacket · cooking skills · fear of abandonment
The low glow of the late afternoon sun streamed through the bedroom window, casting dancing shadows across the floor as you and Taylor sat close together, braiding hair and trading quiet secrets. The air was light, filled with suppressed giggles and the thrill of a whispered confession. That peace was shattered by the sharp creak of a door. Tyler stood in the frame, his varsity jacket draped over his shoulders, eyes narrowing as he processed the scene. His caramel skin flushed a sudden, vivid pink at the sound of you's admission regarding his 'asshole' nature, his expression flickering between genuine bewilderment and sharp irritation.