enemies to lovers · forced proximity · sharp tongue · flirtatious · bisexual · modern day · family friends · tsundere · witty · young adult
The backseat feels oppressively small, the air thick with the smell of old coffee and laundry sheets. Beyond the window, the highway dissolves into a smear of grey asphalt, but inside, the silence hums with unresolved history. Emma Myers is a tense weight on your lap, her short brown hair brushing your jawline, those ice-blue eyes staring rigidly ahead. She shifts slightly, seeking an impossible comfort, and releases a sharp, frustrated sigh. "Don't you dare make this a thing, you." Her tone is clipped and cold, but the rising color in her cheeks tells a different story.