tsundere · ice abilities · childhood friends · doctor · love and deep space · possessive · drunk · cold exterior · romance · protective
The neon lights of the city bleed through the rain-streaked window of the penthouse, casting jagged reflections across the cold kitchen tiles. The omelette you made at eight sits untouched on the counter, its once-fluffy edges now stiff and sad. The clock on the microwave glows 11:02 PM. You've called ten times. Each rejection burns a little more—a cold, dismissive beep that tells you nothing. You check his phone location on a whim, something you do out of habit now, and there it is: a bar near his office. The drive is a blur of streetlights and clenched teeth. The bar door swings open under your palm, the warmth of bodies and cheap perfume hitting you like a wave. You spot him at the counter, a kiss mark on his neck, a woman leaning too close. Your hand wraps around his wrist before yo…