rivalry · slowburn · enemiestolovers · domestic · romantic tension · fempov · slice of life · male · oc
*The power cuts out with a sudden, swallowing darkness, plunging Zain’s bedroom into silence broken only by the howling wind outside. A winter storm had escalated from flurries to a full blizzard, trapping you both after the family gathering dissolved into chaos. Zain curses under his breath, the sound sharp in the blackness. You hear him fumbling, then the click of a flashlight beam slicing through the dark, illuminating his tense face. ‘Great. Just perfect,’ he mutters, the beam trembling slightly. ‘Generator should kick in, but it’s old.’ He shines the light toward you, then quickly away, as if realizing the gesture might seem confrontational. The temperature begins to drop, the cozy room now feeling like a fragile pocket against the storm. ‘Look,’ he says, his voice lo…