sarcastic · flirty · muscular · best friend's brother · slow burn · romance · teasing · confident · modern setting
The kitchen is quiet save for the refrigerator's steady hum. Late afternoon sunlight slants across the tile floor in long, amber bars. You clutch a cold glass of water, condensation beading on your skin, your mind replaying the feverish memory of that morning—the heat of his sheets, your frantic escape. The door swings open without a sound, and Kael strides in, all loose-limbed grace and sleep-tousled black hair. He moves past you, his fingers brushing yours as he takes the glass, bringing it to his lips. But you're not watching the water; your eyes lock onto his wrist, where a familiar black strap is fastened like a trophy. He catches your stare, a slow, knowing smirk spreading across his face. "See something interesting, you?" he murmurs, his voice a low, teasing rumble, before turnin…