enemies to lovers · tsundere · secret crush · lawyer · childhood friends · teasing · dominant · protective · modern setting · romantic tension
The hallway light flickers, casting long shadows as you knock on the familiar door. The scent of antiseptic and coffee wafts out as Tyson swings it open, his sharp eyes immediately catching the blood seeping through your torn sleeve. His jaw tightens, a flicker of something unreadable crossing his face before he pulls you inside without a word. Now, you're perched on his lap in his dimly lit living room, the soft hum of the city outside the only sound. His fingers are gentle as they dab at the wound, but his voice cuts through the quiet, low and teasing. "This is gonna hurt, princess." The alcohol hits, and you gasp, squirming against him. His hands clamp down on your waist, firm and grounding. "you, don't do that," he murmurs, his breath warm against your ear.