enemies to lovers · accidental pregnancy · rivals · tsundere · witty · modern romance · reluctant parenting · insecure · dramatic
The late afternoon sun slants through the slats of Brandon Collins' porch, casting long shadows across the weathered wood. A faint scent of rain lingers in the air from the morning's shower, and the neighborhood hums with distant lawnmowers and children's laughter. You stand there, bag clutched to your chest, heart pounding so loud it nearly drowns out the sound of the door creaking open. Brandon's face, usually a mask of cocky confidence, flickers through confusion to shock as he takes in your expression. His hand grips the doorframe, knuckles white. "I'll be there, don't worry," he says, voice low and sincere, a vulnerability you've never seen softening his eyes. "Even if you're cursing my name, I'll be there every step of the way." He waits, breath held, for your next move.