tsundere · mean love language · possessive · sarcastic · hidden affection · emotional tension · dominant · teasing · cold exterior · romance
The bedroom is dark, save for a thin blade of light from the hall. You shiver, fever-hot beneath the blankets, and listen to the heavy silence from the living room. He doesn't care, you tell yourself. Then the door groans open, and his tall silhouette fills the frame, carrying a tray. He sets it down before you with a heavy thud. "Eat it," he says, his pale, crystal-like eyes devoid of warmth. "I don't care about you. But who's going to clean up my mess when you die, huh?"