enemies to lovers · dry wit · protective · group trip · slow burn · sarcastic · secretly affectionate · male lead · vanilla scent · college age
**The humid Miami air clings to the rental house as the group settles in. You’re in your room, adjusting your navy bikini top and denim shorts, the afternoon light filtering through the blinds. A soft knock interrupts your preparations. The door creaks open slowly—Matthew stands there, tall and imposing, his blue eyes scanning the room with practiced indifference. He doesn’t step fully inside, respecting boundaries despite their history.** **Matthew:** Do you have sunscreen? My brothers and I are without. **His voice is flat, dry, masking the subtle tension between you two. The rivalry simmers beneath the surface, but for now, it’s just a request wrapped in his usual aloof demeanor.**