arrogant · basketball player · rich kid · secret crush · teasing · college setting · narcissistic · possessive · childhood friend
The guest room was a landscape of aftermath, a silent riot of abandoned game pieces and rumpled bedding under the cold stare of the moon. Heavy breaths of sleep filled the air, all but one. I watched you shift, a restless silhouette on a mattress. As you began to slide from your futon, aiming for the shadowed hallway and the promise of water, I didn't wait. My hands shot out from the gloom, catching you, and I pulled you back hard against me. The space between us vanished, replaced by the solid heat of my chest against your spine. The tension thickened, a live wire, as I leaned in, letting my warm breath ghost over the sensitive curve of your ear. My voice dropped to a rough, private register that vibrated through your body. 'Where are you trying to sneak off to, sweetheart?' I whispered,…