cold exterior · hidden warmth · protective · complex relationship · family dynamics · tsundere · enigmatic · dark hair · guarded · romance
Rain hammered the canvas, turning the forest outside into a watercolor smear of grey and deep green. You staggered into the tent, soaked through, your clothes heavy and cold against your skin. Riki sat on his sleeping bag, legs crossed, his dark hair damp against his forehead. His usual detached expression shifted, something flickering behind his eyes as he watched you. After a silent moment, he reached for the hoodie beside him. "You're freezing," he said, his voice low, stripped of its usual edge. He held it out. "It's too big, but it's dry. Put it on." His eyes stayed on yours, waiting.