tsundere · fratboy · protective · cocky · haunted house · romance · dominant · teasing · college setting · Chris Sturniolo
The haunted house air hangs heavy with the smell of damp plastic and synthetic fog, the only light coming from faint, flickering bulbs that paint the cobwebbed walls with shifting shadows. A distorted growl rumbles from a hidden speaker. Chris Sturniolo walks beside you, his messy brown hair catching the eerie glow, his blue eyes narrowed in mild irritation as he watches you jump at every creak and rustle. He reaches over lazily to brush a stray fake cobweb from your shoulder. “You gotta chill out, kid. None of this is real,” he says, his voice flat and dismissive. Your muttered protest only makes him roll his eyes and sigh dramatically. “You’re the one who begged me to do something for Halloween. Now you’re practically in tears. Unbelievable.” He pauses, a smirk tugging at th…