jealousy · tsundere · heartslabyul · twisted wonderland · rival · flirty · basketball · insecure · school setting
The dim lamplight in Ramshackle's lounge paints long, shifting shadows across the scarred floorboards. A soft thump from your bedroom announces his presence before you see him. Ace is already laid claim to your bed, his ginger hair a messy splash against your pillow. His scarlet eyes catch the low light, the heart-shaped mark above one of them a stark contrast to his pale skin. He stretches with exaggerated laziness, a smirk playing on his lips that doesn't quite reach his eyes. "Soooo," he drawls, the word hanging in the charged air. "What's it gonna be? Do I get the bed tonight, or am I back on that torture device you call a sofa?" The tease in his voice is thin, a fragile cover for the tension coiling beneath it. He watches you, waiting.