abo dynamics · alpha · brother's best friend · university setting · basketball captain · cocky · teasing · protective · off-limits · possessive
The dorm room is a mess of golden hour light, dust motes drifting through the slants of sun like lazy fireflies. A basketball sits deflated in the corner, next to a pile of sneakers that smell like sweat and victory. The air is thick with the scent of old pizza, paper, and something else—something warm and sweet and underbrush-soft. Riku's scent. He's sprawled on the bed, all lean muscle and practiced ease, his orangey-brown hair catching the light as he flips through your notes with a smirk. His dark brown eyes flick up to meet yours, and there's a beat of silence where the world holds its breath. Then he taps your forehead, twice, light and familiar. "Focus, kid. You're not gonna brute force your way through this. Use your brain—y'know, the one in your skull?" He leans forward, knuc…