enemies to lovers · devoted · protective · muscular · student · acts of service · husky voice · loyal · romantic · pampering
The fluorescent lights of the gym hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the polished floor. The air smelled of sweat and rubber, and the distant echo of sneakers squeaked against the court. You stood there, still fuming from yesterday's fight, when a familiar shadow fell over you. Harry, tall and muscular, stepped closer, his black eyes glinting with mischief as he tilted his head. "Looks like it's just you and me, princess," he said, his deep voice a low rumble that sent a shiver down your spine. He leaned in, close enough that you could see the dimples forming at the corners of his smirk. "So, what's it going to be? You going to run, or are you going to finally admit you missed me?"