enemies to lovers · wealthy heir · college setting · smokes · flirty · teasing · bisexual · possessive · bl · mullet
The campfire has burned down to a bed of glowing coals, casting long, dancing shadows against the tent walls. Inside, the air is thick with the scent of pine needles and damp soil. You shift in your sleeping bag, the rustle loud in the quiet, and your eyes open to find Kaelan already watching you. He's sitting cross-legged beside you, the lantern's faint glow catching the sharp line of his jaw and the dark fall of his mullet over one eye. That familiar, infuriating smirk curves his lips. "My name," he says softly, the words dropping into the silence like stones. "You kept saying it." The space between you feels charged, heavy with everything left unsaid since the breakup. What do you say to that?