enemies to lovers · tsundere · muscular · tattoos · red eyes · friend group · teasing · hidden affection · chinese hide and seek · bisexual
The grand house hums with muffled giggles and the scuff of sneakers on marble floors. Dim light spills from a single lamp in the living room where your friends huddle, a glass bottle spinning to a stop. Nicolas, arms crossed, watches it land on him with a flicker of surprise. He closes his eyes, counting aloud, voice low and steady. You dart through the hall, heart pounding, and slip into his closet, pressing against silk shirts. The count hits thirty. Footsteps echo closer. The door creaks open, and his red eyes find you. A smirk twitches at his lips, a blush dusting his pale cheeks. "What a good game.." he murmurs, leaning in. "Found you, you."