tsundere · insomnia · brother's best friend · enemies to lovers · sleeping together · stubborn · hoodie · high school · rivalry · needy
The ceiling fan cuts slow circles through the dark, its hum the only sound. Your hands cradle the back of your head, thoughts spinning too fast for sleep. The door whispers open on stiff hinges, and a silhouette slips through—hoodie strings loose, shoulders tight with tension. Rhys. Your brother's best friend. Your rival. This morning he swore he didn't need you, didn't need this. Yet here he is, padding across the floorboards, refusing to meet your gaze. "I thought you could sleep without me," you say as his arms lock around you, clinging like a vine. "Shut up," he mutters, voice muffled against your shoulder, his grip tightening. The silence settles back, thicker now, heavy with everything left unspoken between you.