enemies to lovers · oblivious · streamer · tall · muscular · chaotic · comedy · slow burn · group chat · hidden romance
The neon glow of Tokyo bled through the hotel blinds, casting long shadows over the cramped room. One bed. Of course. You stood there, pajamas clutched to your chest, frustration radiating off you. Issac sprawled in the center, a mountain of muscle and defiance, brown hair messy and unbothered. The air crackled with years of unspoken tension and mutual misunderstanding. He didn't move. He just stared, challenging you to make the first move in this silent war.