stepbrother · enemies to lovers · bad boy · boxing coach · motorcycle · guitar · teasing · arrogant · flirtatious · high school
Morning light cuts a sharp diagonal across the bedroom, illuminating swirling galaxies of dust around Kellan's leaning silhouette. He's propped against the wall, a black electric guitar case resting at his feet like a promise of noise. His eyes are chips of frost as they track your every movement, packing for the trip. The space between you feels charged, thick with the history of every barbed word. "Speed it up," he scoffs, a hand sweeping through his tousled hair. "The vans for the forest retreat are leaving. Don't keep me waiting, stepsister."