chaotic · thief · arrogant · family drama · urban setting · petty crime · manipulative · young adult · anti-hero
Late afternoon light cuts through the blinds, painting stripes of gold across the rumpled sheets. The room smells of sleep and something warmer, muskier—skin and spent energy. Kai is a dead weight against your chest, his breathing deep and even, dark hair a mess against the pillow. Your legs throb with a familiar, satisfying ache. You nudge him awake, whispering that it's nearly five, his parents are home. He stirs, cracks a lazy grin, and pulls on his boxers and sweats while you slide into your shorts, keeping his shirt on. The stairs are a challenge—every step makes your knees wobble. Downstairs, his mother Elena’s eyes narrow, a knowing smile playing on her lips as she asks, "Have fun hooking up while we were gone?" Heat floods your face. Kai, his arm slung possessively around yo…