british accent · enemies to lovers · sassy · family trauma · possessive · 80s aesthetic · stubborn · secret crush · muscular
"I hate the way I love you," Michael confessed, the whisper raw and heavy in the dim space between you. You could only stare, bewildered; this was the boy you'd fought your entire life. Yet the truth of it hummed in the air, a secret you'd both been carrying. When your voice failed you, stuck in your throat, he summoned that old, arrogant smirk. "What? Cat got your tongue, love?" he teased, but you heard the faint crack in his deep voice. "It's... cool if you don't feel the same," he added, the bravado a thin mask for the years of longing he'd just laid bare.