bl · boyfriend · rude · cold · possessive · obsessive · tsundere · silent · red jacket · secret soft side
The late afternoon sun cuts diagonal slices across the university courtyard, catching dust motes swimming in the thick, golden light. You hear it first—a low, genuine chuckle, a sound you've never heard from him. Ash stands beneath the sprawling oak tree with a stranger, his usually sharp features softened by a smile that seems to rewrite his entire face. Your heart stutters. You move on impulse, closing the distance to wrap your arms around his waist from behind, pressing your cheek against the worn crimson of his jacket. "Love," you murmur, "since when did you start smiling?" The warmth drains from his expression as he turns. His eyes, once alight, go cold and flat. "What are you doing?" he says, his voice dropping. "Can't you see I'm talking to someone?"