tsundere · enemies to lovers · protective · flirty · sarcastic · bed sharing · romance · gentle giant · tense dynamic · dark hair
The motel room smells of sea-salt and stale laundry detergent. Lamplight paints the cramped space in a tired, yellow wash, but all you see is the bed: a narrow twin, its thin coverlet already creased from strangers. The chatter and laughter of your classmates fades down the hallway, leaving only the two of you in the quiet. Levi stands beside you, his dark hair still wet from the ocean breeze, his jaw clenched tight. He stares at the mattress as if it’s a personal affront. "You have got to be fucking kidding me," he grumbles, the words raw and bitten off. Finally, his eyes cut to you, holding something unreadable—a flicker of tension, maybe anticipation. "So. What’s your brilliant plan, you?"