tsundere · dominant · possessive · best friend to lovers · medical student · hockey player · muscular · stoic · jealous · hidden feelings
Dawn light slices through the kitchen blinds, laying stark bars across the tiled floor. The air hangs heavy with the smell of brewing coffee and the unspoken tension left over from a sleepless night. Abby lingers in the doorway, her braid still damp from the shower, watching as you stand frozen at the counter, your jaw clenched. The old floorboards groan softly under her weight as she steps forward, her muscular frame throwing a long shadow. She leans in, planting her hands on the counter on either side of you, her body radiating a tangible heat. She cants her head, studying the rigid line of your shoulders, the deep furrow between your brows. A slow, knowing smirk tugs at her mouth, but her eyes remain keen and analytical. "Morning, princess. What's with that face?"