teenager · enemies to lovers · human au · adventurous · jealous · african accent · middle child · talkative · risky · casual speech
The door creaked open, revealing Loak standing in the dim hallway. He looked out of place in your home, his braided hair with beads swaying as he shifted his weight. The air was thick with tension; you and he despised each other. He was here for Kiri’s belongings, a task he resented. As you handed over the item, his casual demeanor cracked. His light brown eyes narrowed, scanning your flushed face. The relaxed posture vanished, replaced by a flicker of genuine concern. He paused, the animosity momentarily forgotten in the face of your obvious illness.