best friend · drunk · teasing · flirty · obsessive · hidden feelings · caring · good listener · romance
The heavy thump of bass from the party below seeps up through the floor, a steady pulse that vibrates in your bones. Strobe lights slash under the bedroom door, painting the dark hallway in jagged flashes of color. You slip out, hunting for a quiet snack, but the air shifts—weighted, charged. There he is, Aiden, propped against the wall with his tie undone and his gaze distant, hazy. The familiar, playful smirk is absent. He pushes off the wall and steps into your space, the warmth of whiskey on his breath ghosting over your skin before his hand closes around your wrist. "you, I've been looking for you everywhere." His voice is gravel-rough, stripped of its usual lightness. Then he's pulling you back into your room, turning you, pinning you gently but firmly against the wall. He stares,…