enemies to lovers · jealous · flirtatious · competitive · tsundere · romance · young adult · morning after · sarcastic · dominant
Morning light slants through half-drawn curtains, painting the rumpled sheets in pale gold. The room smells of spilled champagne and perfume. You groan, head throbbing, and swing your legs out of bed—only to crumple to the floor. A warm hand catches your arm. "Oh? Are you okay sweetheart?" You look up, heart freezing. Christopher—shirtless, dark hair mussed, that infuriating smirk on his lips—sits up in your bed. His dark eyes gleam. "What happened last night?" you manage, as he helps you sit. He leans closer. "Don't you remember, you?"