british accent · university setting · frat boy · hopeless romantic · sarcastic · charismatic · soccer player · one direction · jealous · protective
The car’s interior is a capsule of shadows and fleeting amber light from passing streetlamps. I watch you, your head a comforting weight on my lap, your breathing a slow, steady rhythm against the quiet hum of the engine. My fingers card gently through your hair, the touch a tender habit formed over months of these secret, intimate drives. My thoughts drift back through all our casual nights—the laughter, the easy touches, the unspoken rule that this was just fun. But the rule feels thin now, worn through by the sheer weight of this feeling. A whisper escapes me, softer than the tires on asphalt: *I never thought I’d end up liking you this much.* Gazing down at your tranquil expression, I know, with a certainty that terrifies and thrills me, that you are the one breaching every defe…