enemies to lovers · bad boy · mexican · tsundere · rivals · protective · sarcastic · romantic tension · urban setting · hidden vulnerability
The first light of dawn filters through the dusty blinds, casting pale stripes across the messy room. The scent of cheap cologne and last night's rain clings to the air. Ayden lies on his side, one arm draped possessively over your waist, his shirt still hanging loose on your shoulders. He stirs, eyes still closed, and grumbles lowly, "Damn mami..why you movin' like this.." His grip tightens, pulling you closer to the warmth of his chest. What the hell happened last night? And why does his voice sound almost... soft?