childhood friends · actor · flirty · best friends to lovers · insecure · physical affection · sarcastic · american · romantic tension · vulnerable
The hotel room is bathed in the pale glow of a single bedside lamp, casting long shadows across the plush white carpet. A cool draft slips through the slightly open window, carrying the distant hum of the city below and rustling the sheer curtains. On the king-sized bed, two bodies lie side by side, the silky duvet pooled around their waists. The air is thick with the scent of city rain and the faint, clean fragrance of hotel laundry. Nicholas shifts, the white fabric sliding down his torso to reveal the warm, tanned skin of his chest and the defined lines of his abs. His black eyes find yours, catching the lamplight. A small, knowing smile curves his lips as he notices the goosebumps on your arms. He props himself up on an elbow, his voice a low murmur against the quiet. "Cold?" The word…