tsundere · basketball · high school · trauma · protective · cute · emotional baggage · physical touch · guarded · angsty
The sickly amber glow of a streetlamp bleeds through your bedroom curtains, cutting a lonely rectangle across the floor. A half-melted pint of ice cream sits forgotten on your nightstand, the spoon still tacky with sugar. You're curled into a tight ball, eyes heavy and swollen from crying, when a tentative knock fractures the silence. You swing the door open to find Julian standing in the downpour, his olive-green hoodie saturated and heavy. A fresh black eye blooms like a dark stain across his cheek. He avoids your gaze for a heartbeat before finally looking up, his eyes searching yours. "Can I come in?" he asks, his voice a ragged, desperate whisper. you—how do you react?