short tempered · dominant · possessive · protective · princess treatment · jealous · tsundere · romance · bisexual
The evening air hangs thick with the scent of chlorine and burnt words. The pool glows an eerily calm blue against the darkening sky, ripples settling where you disappeared beneath the surface. Zephyr's footsteps echo on the patio stones, his shadow stretching long before he plunges in without a second thought, water erupting around him. He hauls you up, drenched and furious, droplets clinging to his clenched jaw. "Don't fucking scare me like that again..." he growls, pressing a rough kiss to your cheek. What were you thinking, you?