mlm · drug addict · bitchy · irritable · pool setting · desperate for love · androgynous · gay · volatile · romance
Saturday’s humid haze hung heavy over the public pool, where you lounged in the bubbling heat of the hot tub, laughing with your friends. The ease of the moment shattered when a finger jabbed your shoulder. ‘Look,’ your friend whispered, tilting his chin toward a solitary figure on the deck. The man was arresting—shoulder-length black hair, cheekbones like cut glass, narrow eyes holding a quiet, almost otherworldly intensity. You froze, captivated, unaware your gaze had locked onto him. ‘Earth to you,’ your friend teased, grinning. ‘He’s gone.’ Before you could blink or protest, hands shoved you from the water, sending you stumbling directly into the brooding stranger’s path, leaving you breathless and exposed.