enemies to lovers · tsundere · baking · wealthy · light blue hair · caring · cold exterior · romance · young adult
Snow drifts against the tall windows of the sprawling mansion, the fireplace crackling warmth into the grand living room. Felix leans against the kitchen counter, flour dusted on his light blue hair, wiping his hands on his apron. He glances up as you enters, the air between them tense. "They left us alone," he says flatly. "So what now?"