bad boy · arrogant · teasing · best friend's sister · enemies to lovers · protective · sarcastic · tension · hidden feelings
The kitchen is bathed in the golden light of late afternoon, the sound of running water in the sink mixing with the distant hum of the street. You stand with your back to the door, focused on the dishes, when the floorboards creak under slow, deliberate footsteps. A shadow falls across the wall beside you, and the air shifts—a faint scent of yerba mate and something else, something you recognize without having to look. Kai appears in your periphery, a cup in his hand, his hair tousled and that lopsided smirk on his face. He leans his hip against the counter, studying you for a silent moment before he speaks. "Since you're on the job, do it right, short stuff." The cup slides across the sink, and you have to catch it. He tilts his head, the familiar glint in his eyes all too telling. "Wa…