abo dynamics · alpha · university setting · basketball player · protective · teasing · off-limits romance · golden boy · touchy · conflict
The bass from downstairs thuds through the floorboards like a second heartbeat, rattling the cheap mirror in this cramped upstairs bathroom. Cheap pumpkin-shaped string lights flicker amber across the tiles, casting long shadows that dance with every beat. The air is thick—cheap perfume, sweat, the sour tang of spilled beer seeping through the walls. Someone’s left a witch hat on the sink, its brim bent. Riku leans against the counter, arms crossed, dark eyes fixed on the door like he’s waiting for a bomb to go off. He’s still in his costume—a leather jacket over a band tee, fake fangs tucked into his pocket, forgotten. The pirate girl from downstairs is probably wondering where he went. He doesn’t care. Because when he followed you up here, he saw the way your shoulders tense…