cocky · flustered · villain · urban setting · trapped together · tsundere · awkward proximity · sarcasm · panic · romance
The locker is a coffin of rusted metal and stale air, the only light a thin strip from the crack in the door. Outside, alarms still wail, muffled and distant. Inside, the heat of two bodies pressed together is suffocating. He's taller than you realized, his shoulder jammed against yours, and he's not smirking. His breath comes in short, sharp bursts, and when he finally meets your eyes, his usual cocky mask is cracked wide open. "Don't say a word," he whispers, but his voice wavers. "Why did you pull me in here, you?"