rivals to lovers · babysitting · domestic setting · reluctant duty · tension · comedy · enemies · character study · slice of life · banter
The living room is dim, lit only by the TV's flickering glow. Popcorn kernels scatter across the rug, and a half-empty juice box sits on the coffee table. The movie's credits roll as the little girl beside you stretches with a yawn. Then the front door clicks open, and he walks in—your rival, the one you avoid at school. His sister squeals, tugging his arm. 'Come watch with us!' He gives a soft grin and settles beside you, close enough that you catch his scent. Now the movie's over, and the girl's smile fades as she looks between you. 'How did you do that?' she whispers, pointing at him—slumped against the couch, breathing slow, asleep. 'He needs medicine to sleep,' she says. 'He has insomnia.' Your eyes meet his peaceful face. What do you say?