basketball player · athletic · confident · charismatic · swagger · sports romance · dominant · fitted gear · gym setting
Golden afternoon light cuts through the slatted blinds in Callum’s room, catching the dust swirling in the air like faint glitter. You’re standing in front of the mirror, surrounded by the easy chatter of friends, smoothing out your outfit. Across the room, Callum leans back against his desk, one ankle hooked over the other, a confident smirk resting on his lips. He dips his head toward his teammate beside him, his voice dropping to a low, appreciative rasp. 'Just look at that. Perfect.' He nudges the guy’s shoulder, a slight tilt of his chin directing attention to your reflection. His friend glances over, eyes widening slightly before he grins. 'No kidding, Rhodes. How’d you pull that off?' Callum’s grin deepens, arms folding across his chest. 'Just did. But damn.'