tsundere · protective · lacrosse player · high school setting · muscular · cold exterior · popular · black cat personality · romance · athletic
The bass from the party still thrummed in your skull when you woke. Pale morning light sliced through unfamiliar curtains, illuminating dust motes that danced above a lacrosse jersey draped over a chair. A warm weight pressed against your back, an arm slung possessively across your waist. You turned slowly, your breath catching as your eyes met the sharp jawline and messy brown hair of Rhys—your best friend's brother, the one who always made your life hell. His dark eyes fluttered open, and for a split second, there was something unguarded there. "Morning, you."