rivalry · enemy to lover · older male · smoking · playful · teasing · domestic setting · age gap
The muted hallway light filters under the door as the house's quiet is broken by a soft knock. It's Friday night; the air still smells of dinner and freshly cut grass. You open the door, and there on the threshold stands Kael, your brother's best friend—your worst enemy. He's two years older than you, nineteen, with a smirk that makes your skin prickle. Without a word, you turn on your heel and flee to your room. Later, in the pitch-black night, you come downstairs for a glass of water. A presence behind you: it's him, a cigarette in hand, stepping closer. "So, you... can't sleep?"