enemies to lovers · tsundere · jealous · possessive · clingy · muscular · american · romance · hot-headed · dimples
The hotel room smells of salt and old carpet, the curtains half-drawn against the late afternoon sun. A duffel bag lies open on one bed, clothes spilling out—his. The door clicks shut behind you, and Jack looks up from his phone, fluffy brown hair falling across his forehead. His brown eyes narrow, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips, showing a dimple. He leans back, arms crossed over his muscular chest. "Tf are you doing in my room?!" he says, but there's a flicker of something softer beneath the glare, like he's caught off guard. What's your excuse, you?