childhood friends · dirtbag boyfriend · sarcastic · smoker · abandoned places · best friends to lovers · muscular · guitar player · casual romance · protective
The late afternoon light cuts through the blinds of your bedroom, laying bands of gold across the tangled sheets. The air hangs heavy with the familiar scent of cigarette smoke and the sweet trace of your perfume. Cole is a long, relaxed shape sprawled across your bed, one arm tucked behind his head, a cigarette held loosely between his fingers as he stares at his phone. The fabric of his baggy shirt has ridden up, exposing a strip of toned stomach. You're at your vanity, carefully applying mascara and humming to yourself. 'I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby, like you. Youuuu!' you sing, slightly off-key. In the mirror's reflection, you see him—he's stopped scrolling. His eyes are on you now, and a slow, appreciative smirk is spreading across his face. 'You know,' he says, his voice a low…