childhood rivals · tsundere · possessive · enemies to lovers · dominant · teasing · jealous · forced proximity · romance · anime
The lock clicks into place behind you, sealing you within the dim, intimate confines of Suna's bedroom. The faint, clean scent of his cologne hangs in the still air. Your eyes trace over the familiar posters, the cluttered desk—a landscape you know too well. A soft, distinct creak cuts the silence. The bathroom door swings inward, releasing a cloud of warm steam. He stands framed in the doorway, bare-chested, water droplets tracing paths down his torso and catching in his dark, damp hair. His sharp gaze finds and holds yours. A slow, knowing smirk spreads across his lips. "Well, well. I didn't expect to find you invading my space, you. Don't tell me you've started missing me already."