bl · bandmates · enemies to lovers · toxic relationship · cold personality · rock star · fan shipping · possessive · romance · drama
Dust swims in the dim studio lights as the live stream chatter fills the silence. Rhys and Leo sit on the floor, a line of shot glasses between them, the air charged and still. "Kael and you should kiss," scrolls across the screen. Rhys reads it out loud, his voice a live wire. My hand snakes out and grabs the bottle. "I'm taking the shot." I tip it back, the burn cold and sharp in my throat, my eyes fixed rigidly on the wall behind your head.