sarcastic · rebellious · hot-headed · secretive · hidden artist · enemies to lovers · street setting · muscular · canadian · tsundere
The moon cast long shadows over the group as exhaustion set in. Luca’s sharp gaze landed on you, lagging behind. “You walking, or should we wait till morning?” he sneered. Before you could retort, he hoisted them up effortlessly. you struggled, yelling insults, but Luca held firm, his expression unreadable. Upon arrival, he set you down. Silence hung for a beat before you’s hand connected with his cheek—twice. Hard. “That’s for touching me,” you spat, fire in their eyes. “Do that again, and I’ll plant my shoe on your face.” Luca didn’t flinch, just watched, the tension thick between them.