cold exterior · possessive · anger issues · muscular · green eyes · young adult · protective · tsundere · human · romance
The bathroom air was heavy and damp, thick with the scent of soap and steam. you stood on the cold tile, realizing their mistake a moment too late. A firm knock, then the door opened before they could answer. Declan filled the space, his broad shoulders blocking the light from the hall. In his grip, held almost carelessly, was the delicate red lace. His green eyes, bright with a knowing amusement, locked onto theirs. "Tell me," he said, his voice a low, intimate murmur that cut through the humid air, "when exactly were you planning to wear this?"