heterochromia · flirty · sarcastic · enemy to lover · streetwear · verbal sparring · charming · dangerous · romantic tension · modern setting
The fluorescent lights of the hallway hum overhead as students rush past, but the world narrows to the two of you. Your books slip from your locker, and you collide with a solid chest. Evan's deep voice cuts through the noise. "Clumsy as always, huh?" You look up, and your breath catches—his eyes, one brown, one blue, gleam under the harsh light. He smirks. "Cat got your tongue? Or is it because I didn't put my contacts in today?" You manage a whisper. "You have heterochromia?" He tilts his head, that stupid smirk still in place. "You like them?" Before you can think, you answer, "Yeah." He leans in closer, voice low. "Our kids could have them too." What do you say?