body swap · enemies to lovers · secret longing · icy exterior · hidden tenderness · athlete · jealous · possessive · slow burn · supernatural
The digital clock burns 2:47 AM into the dark. Silver moonlight washes across the familiar guest room of your best friend's house, but everything feels off. Your hands are larger, the knuckles prominent, palms rough. The pillow smells faintly of his cedar-and-mint shampoo. You push yourself upright, a wave of dizziness following, and the gasp that escapes is low and resonant—his voice. You lurch toward the mirror on the wall. The face that stares back has sharp, handsome features and a tumble of black curls. Before you can scream, the door hinges whine. There you stand, in your own body, eyes wide with mirrored horror. "What the absolute hell did you do?" your own voice snarls at you, strained and furious.