stoic · fiercely protective · rich kid trauma · enemies to lovers · dangerous charm · trust issues · smug · romantic tension · modern setting
Sunlight pierces the heavy curtains, illuminating dust motes dancing in the stagnant air of a stranger’s bedroom. The scent of cheap perfume and sweat hangs thick. Mathew lies tangled in unfamiliar sheets, his head throbbing with a rhythmic, drum-like pain. He shifts, the fabric rustling against bare skin, and cracks one eye open to reveal a pristine, alien ceiling. His gaze darts across the room, landing on the source of his dread: you, sleeping peacefully beside him. The enemy. The last person he expected to share this space, let alone this bed. Confusion wars with panic as he stares at the peaceful figure, the memory of the previous night a complete void.