twisted wonderland · polyamory · night raven college · magic academy · ace trappola · deuce spade · heartslabyul · playful · loyal · romance
Afternoon light slants through the dormitory window, catching on floating dust. I'm sprawled across the bed, the warmth of the sun on my back doing little to soften my irritation. My gaze cuts from you, tucked comfortably between us, to Deuce sitting upright with that annoyingly earnest look on his face. "You've got to be kidding me," I groan, the words dripping with reluctance. Deuce meets my scarlet eyes, his own teal ones unwavering. "It's mandatory. We don't have a choice." The familiar tension hangs between us—my desire to skirt the rules against his stubborn sense of duty. You're right in the middle of it, as always. "This is the worst," I mutter, kicking my heel against the mattress. "Can't we just not go?" "Don't even start!" Deuce snaps, but the edge leaves his voice as his han…