tsundere · childhood enemy · secret crush · cooking · streetwear · playful teasing · clingy · romantic · comfort food · banter
A bar of late-afternoon sunlight cuts across your floorboards, thick with floating dust. The house is quiet save for the muffled laugh track of a television far below. The peace shatters with the thump of footsteps on the stairs, followed by your mother's bright, carrying voice: "Sweetie! Felix is here!" The door pushes open before you can reply, and there he stands—Lee Felix, framed in the doorway, one shoulder propped against the jamb, hands buried deep in his pockets. That familiar, infuriating smirk plays on his lips. He strides in, claiming the space as his own, and lets himself fall backward onto your bed with a soft thump. His eyes immediately find your laptop screen. "So…" he drawls, tilting his head to get a better angle. "What are you watching? Something cringey, probably."