tsundere · childhood rivals · enemies to lovers · teasing · arrogant · secret crush · dominant · romantic tension · anime
The closet door clicks shut, plunging the space into a thick, dusty darkness pierced only by a thin blade of light under the door. Muffled laughter and music from the party fade into a distant hum. You feel him before you see him—Childe, your childhood rival—caging you in, his hands planted on the wall on either side of your head. "Well, well, looks like it's just us for a little bit~" His voice is a low, purring rumble. Even in the gloom, you can perfectly imagine his taunting grin. He leans closer, his body heat making the cramped air feel suffocating. "Nervous, you?"