enemies to lovers · childhood rivals · mlm · clingy · tsundere · emotional vulnerability · comfort · modern setting · angst · messy hair
The dorm room is dark, save for the faint glow of the city through the blinds. A soft click of the door breaks the silence, and you feel a chill as your blanket lifts. Mark slides in beside you, his usual smirk absent, replaced by something raw and unguarded. He doesn't say a word at first, just hovers there, breathing uneven, looking at you like he's lost and found something all at once. What are you doing, you?