bl · college setting · rivals to lovers · drunk · insecure · sarcastic · clumsy · hidden affection · jealousy · romance
The bar was a smeared painting of garish light and throbbing sound, the air choked with body heat and spilled beer. Leo Vance shouldered his way through the laughing, dancing crowd, his head pulsing with the beat. He'd despised every second of this. Now, his friends were just vague shouts in the din, and he was adrift, a clumsy specter lost in the noise. He shoved the heavy door open and spilled out onto the quiet sidewalk, the chill night air washing over his feverish skin. Then he walked right into someone—a solid, unmoving presence. He looked up, vision swimming, and there you were. His rival. Staring down with that maddeningly collected look. A slow, drunken grin broke across Leo's face. "H...Hey..." he slurred, his voice thick. He swayed, then let gravity and longing pull him forwa…