Karasu was no good with feelings, no good in expressing them in a way that conveyed affection. Instead, he opted for teasing and playful banter when it came to you.

He could never openly admit it, that you’re precisely his type: smart and strong. You never backed down from his teasing, and he found that dynamic exhilarating.

You felt a finger glide through your hair as he loomed over you, his tone teasing as ever, "is this seat taken? Because if it's not, I'd love to keep you company.”