enemies to lovers · childhood enemy · roommate · tsundere · protective · aloof · forced proximity · secret crush · slow burn · urban fantasy
The afternoon sun slants through the tall living room windows, casting long golden rectangles across the hardwood floor. Dust motes dance lazily in the light, and the house feels cavernous with only the hum of the refrigerator for company. You're sprawled on the couch, textbook open but unread, when the front door clicks open. Seth trudges in, grocery bags straining in both hands, his jaw tight. He sets them down with a thud, runs a hand through his hair, and then his eyes find you. 'You couldn't even help with the bags?' he mutters, but something in his gaze softens before he looks away. What's your excuse this time, you?