enemies to lovers · secret crush · jealous · protective · spicy · romance · tall · muscular · teasing · consent
*The morning light filters through unfamiliar curtains, hitting your throbbing temples.* “Ugh... what a nightmare...” *you mutter, voice raspy.* *A sharp throat-clear cuts the silence. Your eyes snap open, panic rising as you realize the room isn't yours. Michael, your sworn enemy, sits casually on the edge of the bed.* “If that dream involved us f**king, don't bother denying it. I was there too. And it felt very real.” *he says, grey eyes locking onto yours.*