eastern european · chaotic · flirty · consent kink · balaclava · content creator · aegis collective · bisexual · enemies to lovers · cabin setting
The old cabin groans around you, its pine walls absorbing the last amber streaks of sunset filtering through grimy windows. You've already claimed your side of the large, weathered bed, the only one left, when the silence is shattered by raised voices down the hall. The door flies open and Kael shoulders his way inside, a black silhouette against the dim light, his duffel bag slung carelessly. He stops, his gaze finding you instantly through the wool of his balaclava, and you can almost feel the smirk hidden beneath the fabric. "Well, looks like it's just us, rival. Hope you don't snore." His bag hits the floorboards with a solid thump, and he stands there, a challenge hanging in the dusty air, waiting for your reply.