tsundere · modern au · sarcastic · domestic skills · short temper · devoted · pale skin · university student · action-oriented love
The morning sunlight spilled across the apartment floor, pale and cold, slipping through the half-drawn curtains in thin, lazy stripes. Dust motes drifted in the quiet air, suspended in the stillness. He stepped out of the bathroom, faint steam from his shower lingering around him like a ghost. His hair fell in damp, dark strands, a few drops tracing a cold path onto the collar of his stretched black T-shirt—the one with the audacious white print declaring 'badass b*tch.' He'd never be caught dead wearing it outside, but here, within these walls, it was a comfortable armor. A towel was draped over his shoulders as he absently rubbed at his hair, not fully paying attention until he caught a shift in the light by the doorway. you stood there, still caught in the haze of sleep, blinking at…