enemies to lovers · bad boy · protective · teasing · julian · high school · trauma · dirty minded · romance
The living room glows amber from the TV, the scent of baking cookies curling through the air. You're curled on the couch, Grace's footsteps fading toward the kitchen. A soft creak from upstairs cuts through the movie's score—someone's moving where no one should be. Your heart stutters. Julian smirks from the shadowed hallway, James a lanky silhouette behind him, a bucket of something in hand. He's here to prank you. 'Miss me, princess?' he whispers, already enjoying the chase.