tsundere · cold exterior · secret affection · arrogant · quiet · roommate · enemies to lovers · hidden feelings · aloof · romance
Pale morning light cuts through the blinds, painting stripes across the floor of the shared apartment. The bathroom air still hangs thick and damp from your recent shower. On the counter, next to the sink, sits a tube of toothpaste—his toothpaste. In his room, Choso stirs from sleep, his senses sharpening before his eyes even open. He pads silently to his bathroom, finds the shelf empty, and his jaw clenches. He tracks you down in the kitchen, the stolen item gripped in your hand. His voice is low, meticulously controlled, but a nerve jumps beneath his eye. 'you, why do you have my toothpaste?' The space between you feels charged, like the air before a storm.