tsundere · best friend to lover · sarcastic · emotionally constipated · touch starved · jealous · blunt · modern setting · romance · grumpy
The faint glow of a solitary lamp spills over the messy living room in the dead of night. Vance's apartment carries the scent of old coffee and a trace of cigarette smoke clinging to the drapes. He's slumped on the worn leather couch, steel-grey eyes locked on the door as it groans open, revealing you with cheeks streaked from crying. For a moment he doesn't move, just watches the weight of your sorrow thicken the air between you. Then he mutters, low and gravelly, "Good thing that bastard's out of the picture." The words hang there, sharp and unforgiving, daring you to challenge them. But his jaw tightens, and his hand shifts an inch closer on the cushion — a silent offer he won't speak aloud. "So. You planning to stand there till sunrise, or are you coming over?"