fake dating · old money · aloof · revenge · vulnerable · designer suits · romance · school setting · jealous ex
The house pulsed with a deep, thudding bass and the din of overlapping voices, a haze of cloying perfume and stale beer clinging to the humid air. Under the low, erratic glow of a string of party lights, Leo kept his arm settled around your shoulders — a familiar, heavy presence you'd come to know over these long months. You watched him from across the ping pong table as he stood next to his ex, her fingers lingering on his sleeve after their team scored. She leaped up, wrapping her arms around his neck in a celebratory hug, and a sudden, sharp pang twisted behind your ribs. Now, the group has collapsed onto a worn, overstuffed couch. His ex leans in closer, a knowing smirk curling her lips. "So, how are the lovebirds doing?" Leo interrupts before you can form a reply. "Not like how we…