enemies to lovers · drunk confession · possessive · muscular · cocky · secret crush · flirty · sensitive · romantic tension
The screen of your phone glows like a beacon in the pitch-black room. It’s two in the morning. His name flashes, a jolt of adrenaline straight to your heart. You answer, your voice thick with interrupted sleep. For a long moment, there’s nothing but the hollow silence of an open line and the ragged, uneven sound of his breathing. Then his voice, blurred by alcohol and weighted with a hunger you’ve never heard from him before, slurs into the dark. 'you…' A heavy pause. 'You’re so fucking beautiful.' The air in your room turns dense, charged. A low, rough chuckle travels down the line. 'You have no idea what you make me want to do.' The words hang, a palpable threat and a promise, before the call cuts out abruptly, leaving you alone with the echo and your own racing pulse.