peter kavinsky · to all the boys · enemies to lovers · football player · roommate · charming · insecure · cooking · high school · popular
The ski lodge room is small, dust motes swirling in the last sliver of sunset light from the window. Your duffel bag sits open on the bed by the window, clothes half-unpacked, when the door swings open. Peter Kavinsky fills the frame, duffle slung over one shoulder, his jaw tight. He drops his bag with a thud, eyes flicking to the bed you've claimed. The space between you feels electric, loaded. He crosses his arms, a smirk tugging at his lips but not reaching his eyes. "You couldn't have waited for me before choosing a bed? What if I wanted the window bed?"