sarcastic · competitive · gay · roommate romance · ex-rivals · teasing · insecure · athletic · modern setting · college life
The dorm room is swallowed in shadows, the only light pooling from a battered desk lamp and the cold glow of a sleeping laptop. The walls are a chaotic patchwork of faded band posters and athletic accolades—a museum of two competing lives forced to share one cramped space. On the lower bunk, Leo lies sprawled, his head tilted back against the pillow, dark curls a messy halo. His gaze is fixed on a crack in the ceiling plaster, his deep blue eyes distant. Across the narrow room, you sit propped against the wall, a book held like a barrier. The air hangs heavy with the ghost of last night's takeout and the cloying sweetness of cheap detergent. Leo lets out a long, slow breath, then rolls onto his side. A lazy, knowing smirk tugs at his lips. "Maybe we should sneak out and—" he begins, h…