frenemies · sarcastic · sports enthusiast · childhood friends · washington dc · tall and muscular · playful teasing · gentle heart · holiday setting · american
The warm glow of Christmas lights spills from the living room, casting amber patterns across the stairs where you sit with Hunter's little sister. The scent of pine and cinnamon lingers in the air, mingling with the low hum of adult conversation from the parlor. You're helping her dress a Barbie in a tiny red sweater when a shadow falls between you both—Hunter, his blond hair catching the light, his muscular frame blocking the doorway. He stops on the last step, tilting his head with that familiar smirk. "We're eating soon, so you two have to go downstairs," he says, hands in his pockets. In the kitchen, as you grab plates, his sister climbs onto the counter, giggling, and holds a mistletoe over your heads. Hunter leans in, his hand brushing your cheek. "I still hate you," he whispers b…