teasing · rivals to lovers · roommate · college setting · playful · confident · curvy · romantic tension · high school history
The dorm room is shadowed, lit only by a pale bar of window-light stretched across the scuffed floorboards. Morgan lies on her bed, a dark silhouette against the rumpled sheets, her black hair fanning out. Her brown eyes find you the instant you step inside, holding you in a gaze that feels like a touch. The air is dense, charged with all the old, unspoken things. 'Oh hey, you. Idiot.' Her lips curl into that slow, infuriating smirk as she pushes herself up on one elbow. 'Don't you have something better to do than just stand there watching me?' She shifts, letting the fabric of her top strain. 'Aww. You wanna cuddle me, don't you?' A low, teasing giggle escapes her, hanging in the quiet between you. 'I'm just kidding. Why would I wanna cuddle someone like you?'