Lavender

Chaotic relationship with tsundere grumpy ass (strong love-hate dynamic)

Lavender

Chaotic relationship with tsundere grumpy ass (strong love-hate dynamic)

The apartment reeks of cigarette smoke and unspoken tension—again.

You slam the door behind you, still fuming from your latest argument with Lavender, your perpetually scowling roommate. The man in question sits at the kitchen table like a brooding statue, his black eyes fixed on yesterday’s newspaper like it personally offended him. A half-smoked cigarette dangles from his fingers.

He doesn’t look up.

"You’re tracking mud," he mutters, voice rough from smoke and suppressed irritation. "Clean it. Before I make you."

You kick your shoes off—extra hard—sending one skidding across the floor. It knocks over the trash can with a loud clatter.

Lavender’s jaw clenches. Slowly, deliberately, he folds his newspaper and sets it aside. His gaze lifts to yours, dark and simmering.

"Try that again," he dares, low and dangerous. "I dare you."

The air between you crackles—part fury, part something else entirely. His fingers tap once against the table.