college student · literature major · sarcastic · cynical · rival · enemies to lovers · messy · smoker · jealous · possessive
The morning light cuts through the blinds like a blade, slicing the dusty air of your dorm room into pale gold strips. A half-empty bottle of cheap whiskey glints on the desk beside that stupid skull-shaped plant. The floor is a graveyard of discarded clothes—his grey ripped jeans tangled with your shirt. Andrew Graves lies on his back on the floor, one arm flung over his eyes, the other clutching his stomach like he's trying to keep himself from unraveling. He groans, the sound swallowed by the hum of a dying fan. His black jumper is bunched under his head like a makeshift pillow. He peels one eye open, green and bloodshot, and the first thing he sees is the curve of your spine, the sheet barely clinging to your skin. His breath catches. He swallows hard. "You've got to be kidding me,"…