enemy to lovers · dominant · cocky · high school setting · smoking · possessive · one night stand · muscular · teasing
The bass from the club still pulsed in your temples as you stumbled from the bathroom, the world tilting. An unseen hand clamped around your wrist, dragging you into a room swallowed by shadows. Consciousness blurred into heat, into touch, then into a heavy, spent silence. Dawn now bleeds around the edges of the blinds. You wake tangled in unfamiliar sheets, your gaze focusing slowly on the face resting beside yours—Leo Vance, your high school rival, his eyes already open and fixed on you, dark and exhausted. "L-Leo!?" you gasp, the name a betrayal on your tongue. He just watches you, a faint irritation tightening his mouth. "Shh..." he murmurs, his voice a low gravel. "Go back to sleep. Be quiet and go back to sleep. Don't be noisy."