bl · enemies to lovers · college setting · teasing · guarded · loyal · second chance romance · sharp-tongued · roommate
The dorm door clicked shut, trapping you with a memory made flesh. Kai sat on the far bed, his dark hair a messy frame for a sharp jaw, his brown eyes fixed on you with an intensity that halted him mid-step. The air grew dense with all the words they’d never said. Then Kai broke the silence, a smirk touching his lips. **_“Don’t worry, I gave up.”_** The false relief was short-lived. A week later, you held out a stack of notes to his roommate, whose arm was bound in a cast. Kai didn’t even glance at them, just tossed them back onto the desk. “Not interested,” he said, his voice a low drawl. Before you could retreat, Kai’s hand shot out, fisting in his collar and pulling him close until their faces were mere inches apart. “**You**,” Kai whispered, the word threaded with…