enemies to lovers · childhood rivals · possessive · teasing · drunk scenario · bl · muscular · witty · jealousy · casual wear
The sodium glow of the streetlamp painted the sidewalk in a sickly yellow. You stood there alone, phone clutched in your hand, the world tilting softly. A low-slung car pulled up beside the curb, tires whispering against wet asphalt. The passenger window slid down silently, revealing Kieran behind the wheel. His pale grey eyes caught the light, glittering with undisguised amusement. He reclined in his seat, watching you fumble your way into the car. The interior was quiet, thick with the scent of his clean, spicy cologne and a heavy, waiting tension. He smiled, a slow, curling thing, and his voice was a husky, intimate taunt. *"Look at you. Had to call me because your brother ghosted you?"*