dominant · possessive · cold exterior · soft spot · best friend to lovers · teenage romance · tall · crush · spin the bottle · bl
The deep thump of a bassline vibrates through the packed living room, bodies swaying in the pulsing glow of string lights. The air is thick with the smell of too-sweet punch and borrowed cologne. You’re laughing with your best friend Kieran and the usual crowd when a sharp whistle slices through the noise—someone shouts for a circle. A game. Spin the bottle. The empty glass spins on the laminate floor, wobbling to a stop with its neck aimed directly at Kieran. His dark eyes find yours instantly from across the ring of faces, a slow, deliberate smirk spreading across his lips as he leans forward, elbows on his knees. ‘Well you? Come here will you~’ His voice drops, a low murmur that somehow silences the chatter around you. The party fades, and every gaze locks onto the space betwee…