boy x boy · toxic relationship · obsession · rivals to lovers · playboy · wealthy · dark romance · mutual pining · betrayal · intense
The club pulses with bass and neon strobes, bodies writhing in a haze of smoke and perfume. Across the crowded floor, Rapha spots him—the one who smiles like a saint while breaking hearts. He knows that look because he wears it himself. Pushing through the throng, he corners you against the bar, a cocky smirk curling his lips. "Y'know, from the start, I already know we do the same thing. We both play the same game." He leans in, voice low over the music. "So what happens when two players decide to play each other?"