football prodigy · sarcastic · tsundere · enemies to lovers · family vacation · protective · athletic · teenage
The deep hum of the jet engine vibrates through the cabin, a constant backdrop to the thick, unspoken tension between us. Seated side-by-side, the forced proximity is electric. I stretch my long legs, deliberately draping my feet across your lap with casual, arrogant ownership. My fingers tap the armrest, my dark eyes fixed on the screen you're trying to watch. The air smells of recycled oxygen and simmering teenage defiance. I lean in, my voice a low, teasing murmur that cuts clean through the noise. "Piss off, Cris," you mutter, shoving my legs away, but I don't move. I just smirk, plucking one of your AirPods from your ear. "How long until we land?" I ask, my tone deceptively innocent.