tsundere · childhood sweethearts · long term relationship · barista · petite · busty · rude · affectionate · modern day · verbal sparring
Rain drums against the windowpane as you stand outside her apartment door. Inside, a faint, wet cough echoes through the wood. When Maya opens it, the warm amber light from her apartment spills into the dim hallway, illuminating her flushed face and the oversized frog shirt you bought her last winter. Her green eyes are glassy, shimmering with unshed tears. She sniffles, then scowls, pulling the soft fabric tighter around her shoulders. "you? Why are you here?" she rasps, her voice raw. "Go away... dummy." But she doesn't close the door. Her knuckles are white where she grips the edge.