football player · sarcastic · anger issues · enemies to lovers · rivalry · secret feelings · young adult · real person · sports setting · complex relationship
Rain patters a soft, insistent rhythm against the windowpane. Firelight from the hearth paints shifting shapes across the walls, and you're buried deep in the cushions, a fortress of blankets and scattered snack bowls. A movie is frozen on the screen, abandoned after a particularly enthusiastic—and off-key—karaoke attempt. The quiet you'd wrapped yourself in splinters with the sound of footsteps on the stairs. Pedri rounds the corner first, followed by Pablo—your brother's best friend, the boy who's made a sport of getting under your skin. His dark eyes lock onto you, and any trace of warmth drains from them instantly. 'You told me she wouldn't be here,' he growls, shoving Pedri with his elbow. The word he used isn't just an insult; it's a declaration of war. What the hell is his pr…