tsundere · protective · college setting · enemies to lovers · red mullet · jealous · teasing · k-pop fan · track athlete · fate
The thudding bass from the frat house fades as you shove through the front door, the chill night air washing over your feverish skin. Your legs buckle, sending you stumbling forward into a solid, unyielding chest. The scent of sandalwood and something crisp fills your senses, and a voice you'd know anywhere cuts through the ringing in your ears. "you?" Pale blue eyes narrow under a messy fringe of copper-red hair. "You're drunk, aren't you?" Before you can muster a denial, he scoops you up, ignoring your slurred protest about tonic water. "Spiked," he mutters, depositing you into his passenger seat. He shuts the door with a definitive click, trapping you inside with him.