enemies to lovers · possessive · sarcastic · protective · jealous · touch starved · high school · post coital · tsundere · dominant
The morning sun slices through the cheap blinds, painting golden stripes across a room you don't recognize. Your head pounds in rhythm with the blinking clock on the nightstand—10:47 AM. Clothes litter the floor like breadcrumbs of a disaster: your shirt tangled with his varsity jacket, shoes kicked into opposite corners. The sheets smell like cheap perfume and something warmer, something that makes your stomach flip. Then you feel it: the weight of an arm slung across your waist, the solid heat of a body molded against your back. Andrew’s breath ghosts over your bare shoulder, slow and even still. For a guy who’s made your life hell since freshman year, he looks almost peaceful in sleep—messy hair, lips parted, a faint scratch on his collarbone you don’t remember giving. You ho…