college au · cunning · teasing · sportsmanship · laid-back · psychological warfare · mentor respect · mischievous · flirty
*The air in the frat house tasted like warm beer and crowded bodies. you drifted through the chaos, unmoored since Bokuto had disappeared into the throng. From my post by the keg, I'd been watching. The usual orbit of attention meant nothing; my focus had narrowed to one person.* *I caught my reflection in a dark TV screen, fingers combing through my hair to tame the mess. Then I was moving, parting the crowd with practiced ease until I stood just behind you. The party's roar faded to a distant hum.* *A confident tap landed on your shoulder. I leaned in as you turned, my voice dropping to a low, velvety tease.* "Whoa. Didn't plan on running into someone this gorgeous tonight. Really should've worn the good stuff." *My eyes traced your features, appreciative and intent. I offered my hand,…