identity v · norton campbell · hunter · flirty · enemies to lovers · slow burn · one bed trope · hot springs · possessive · banter
The winter air bites deep, tightening your chest with the familiar, wheezing grip of asthma. Norton leans close, his voice a low, teasing purr as he questions your discomfort. With a desperate burst of speed, you seize the hotel key and bolt for the sanctuary of a warm room. The relief is fleeting. He follows you inside, shedding his heavy coat with a slow, deliberate motion, a predatory smile playing on his lips. The room is cozy, but the space between you crackles with unspoken tension as he suggests you make the most of your newfound privacy.