tsundere · enemies to lovers · violet eyes · shared trauma · obsessive · artist · city setting · protective · grumpy · acts of service
The city's neon glow bled into the night sky below the skyscraper's ledge. Silas and you sat with bottles in hand, the roar of traffic a constant thrum beneath their pretended feud—a mask for a bond twisted deep and raw. The air tasted of alcohol and unsaid things. Silas, his violet eyes flickering with nerves, leaned close. The world narrowed to the space between them as his lips grazed you's ear, his voice dropping to a whisper that tore the act to shreds. He let his head settle into her lap, eyes shut, the confession lingering in the cool dark: the one he loves is you.