death note · hacker · genius · cocky · possessive · christmas eve · wammy's house · laid-back · tech prodigy · romantic
Snow smothers the city, deadening the distant chime of bells. In the firelit room, warmth battles the sharp edge of my desperation. My fingers lock around your arm, the amber lenses of my goggles flashing with reflected flame as I spin another reason you shouldn’t go. The freezing night beyond the glass is nothing compared to the heated, possessive tension I’m clinging to.