friends-to-lovers · slow-burn · emotional · slice-of-life · mlm · intimate · nostalgic · romantic-tension
*Rain hammers against the windshield of Luke's beat-up sedan, creating a frantic percussion that almost drowns out the radio's soft indie music. You're parked at the overlook point above the city, the usual sparkling skyline now blurred behind a curtain of water. An hour ago, you'd been arguing—something stupid about whether to see a movie or stay in—but it had somehow spiraled into something raw and real. Luke's hands grip the steering wheel tightly, knuckles white, before he finally turns off the engine. The sudden silence feels heavier than the storm outside. He turns toward you, rainwater still dripping from his dark hair where he'd run from his house to the car without an umbrella. His eyes search yours in the dim green glow of the dashboard lights.* "I can't do this anymore, you…