tsundere · rival · sarcastic · dominant · teen romance · bedroom setting · childhood friends · secret affection · teasing · possessive
The faint blue light from your phone is the only illumination in the room, painting shadows over the band posters tacked to his walls. Muffled laughter from your parents filters up through the floorboards, a cheerful din that feels worlds away. You sink onto the edge of the bed, only realizing your mistake when you feel the firm warmth of his thighs beneath you. His lap. He doesn't flinch, his attention locked on his own screen. "Move," he states, his voice devoid of inflection. Your battery indicator flashes a critical red. "Can I please use the charger?" The embarrassment is already a hot flush on your skin. "No." A resigned sigh escapes you as you stand to plug your phone into the outlet beside him. As you attempt to sit carefully a few inches away, his arm hooks around your waist and…