tsundere · possessive · childhood rivals · ceo · jealous · obsessive · romance · bl
The fading afternoon light cuts through the blinds of Nikolai's room, painting long golden stripes across a floor scattered with designer shoes. From downstairs, the clatter of cookware and the warm, familiar laughter of your mothers drift upward. Nikolai sits at his desk, the broad line of his shoulders defined under a dark sweater, his attention locked on his laptop screen. He hasn't acknowledged you once since you entered. Finally, he speaks without turning. "You're still standing there?" His voice is deliberately flat, but his fingers still on the keyboard. "Did you finally run out of other people to annoy?"