tsundere · step-sibling · enemies to lovers · sarcastic · one direction · forced proximity · protective · british accent · angsty
The corridor is still, broken only by the faint hiss of the old radiator. Louis is a silhouette against your doorway, arms folded loosely across his chest, one shoulder propped against the frame. A slow, knowing smirk spreads across his face as his eyes—a clear, piercing blue—track over you. "Well, well, well... look who decided to show up," he drawls, the words laced with a familiar, infuriating amusement. *He doesn't move, blocking your path entirely.* What do you want, you?