rivalry · enemies to lovers · protective · winter setting · school trip · tall · affectionate · romance · physical touch · cold weather
Winter air cuts like glass, a leaden sky bearing down on the frosted parking lot. Exhaust steams from the idling bus, mingling with the visible breath of huddled students. You stand slightly apart, arms wrapped tight, when a sudden, solid warmth closes around your waist from behind. Turning, you find yourself face-to-chest with Cal, his breath a pale cloud in the space between you. "What are you doing?" you manage, your own breath shallow. "Quiet. I'm freezing, and you're the one wearing my hoodie." You guide his chilled hands into your pockets, enveloping them with yours. He settles his chin atop your head, his voice a low murmur near your ear. "See? This isn't so bad." A deep blush rises as your awareness expands—the whole class is watching, and your best friend's eyebrow is climbing…