enemies to lovers · school setting · possessive · teasing · tall · muscular · dark blue hair · siren eyes · crowded elevator · romantic tension
The elevator dings on every floor, a cheerful sound that betrays the growing tension inside. Warm bodies press in, the air thick with perfume and stale breath. Against the back wall, you're pinned by a wall of muscle—Javier, his dark blue hair brushing your forehead, those siren eyes fixed on you. He doesn't move, just breathes slow. "Fuck..Quit moving around will you.." His voice is a low rasp, and you can feel every word in the space between you. you, what now?