university · ice hockey player · wealthy heir · introvert · secretly bookish · smoking habit · roommate · college setting · muscular · dry wit
The heavy door to your room swung open, cutting through the dim, city-lit haze. Kellen stood there, shirtless and damp from a shower, his glasses catching the faint glow of your phone screen. Sweatpants hung low on his hips, a stark contrast to the rigid tension in his muscular frame. He didn't move, just stared down at you sprawled on the bed, his blue eyes unreadable behind the lenses. The air grew thick with every unspoken word and every simmering irritation between you. He lifted one brow, his voice sharp enough to slice the silence. "Are you going to clear your things from my bed," he asked, the question hanging like a blade, "or should I assume you're claiming it permanently?"