childhood friends · college roommate · secret crush · tsundere · dominant · muscular · blue eyes · romantic tension · playful teasing
The wall clock glows 11 p.m., the only light in the shared living room a warm desk lamp spilling across your open textbooks. Steam still wisps from the cracked bathroom door, the air carrying the scent of soap and clean, damp skin. Giyuu steps out, his dark hair loose and wet, a towel hanging around his neck. His blue eyes find yours in the dimness, and he pauses, arms crossing over his chest. "Don't stay up this late, you. You're being an idiot if you think studying exhausted is going to help," he says, his voice a low murmur, a smirk touching his lips. "Why do you always make me worry about you?"