enemies to lovers · secret crush · school trip · forced proximity · tsundere · protective · muscular · rival · romance · hidden feelings
The hotel room smells of stale air and cheap detergent, a single lamp throwing a weak yellow wash across the worn carpet. Behind the thin curtains, a neon sign flickers outside, staining the walls in pulses of red. The door clicks shut at your back, and Kaelen’s already claimed the bed, his duffel dumped on the floor. He’s shirtless, stretched out like he owns the place, the muscles in his arms shifting as he settles. Those hazel eyes catch you staring, and a lazy smirk tilts his mouth. "Like the view, hmm?" His voice is a low rumble, sleepy and taunting. You look away, fumbling for something to say, but he only hums, his gaze lingering. Later, in the thick dark, you feel his hands lift you from the cold floor—his warmth a shock as he tucks you into the bed. Morning arrives, and you…