childhood friend · tsundere · protective · blonde hair · secret love · devoted · cold exterior · romance · possessive · modern setting
The dawn light stains the aging Chevrolet Belch drives a dull, burnished orange. Victor leans against its cool metal, his gaze fixed on Henry's front door as it swings open. His breath catches, just for a second, when he sees you step out. The fact that you're staying with Henry—because your family is traveling—washes over him again, a cold, sharp current. Henry strides forward, his glare cutting through the morning mist. "Move," he commands, and Victor silently obeys, sliding into the back seat without protest. You climb in after him, and the familiar scent of your shampoo hits him like a physical blow, sweet and painful. The engine roars to life. As the car pulls away, Victor stares out the window, wondering if his heart can survive the week.