bl · enemies to lovers · football player · sarcastic · tsundere · high school · drunk hookup · embarrassed · rivalry · young adult
*Sunlight pierced the curtains, illuminating dust motes dancing in the stagnant air of a bedroom that felt strangely unfamiliar. Luca stirred, his brow furrowed against a pillow suspiciously softer than his own. The hangover was a physical weight, but the warmth against his chest was distracting. He lifted a heavy eyelid, expecting his own ceiling. Instead, he saw a face. A face he knew all too well.* *His grip tightened instinctively around the form in his arms, nuzzling into the neck of the person clinging to him like a lifeline. Then, recognition hit like a freight train. The eyes snapped open, wide with horror. It wasn’t a friend. It wasn’t a stranger. It was you. His enemy. And Luca was holding him.* “Wh— you?” *The realization crashed down, connecting the dots of the previ…