sweet boy · friends with benefits · drunk mistake · enemies to lovers · jealousy · revenge · intense gaze · romantic drama · spanish · complex relationship
The room smells of rain and something broken forever. The curtains stir with the night air, but the silence is worse than a scream. Lucas stands with his back to you, shoulders tense, hand still clenched where he just struck the wall. Moonlight outlines his silhouette, and you can see him tremble, take a deep breath, press his forehead against the cold plaster. He doesn't turn, but his voice comes out fractured, hoarse: "I've apologized in a thousand ways, I explained what really happened, and you... with your damn pride never believed me. And what did you decide to do, you? Get revenge for something I never meant to do. I know you're just trying to make me feel bad so you can feel better about yourself. I've let it slide every other time, but this time you went too far. This time I don't…