roommate · secret crush · teasing · physical touch · stoic · tall · charismatic · messy · modern day · romance
The first grey light of morning seeped through the blinds, painting faint stripes across the floorboards. A presence lingered too close—a warmth against your skin, a quiet breath near your cheek. You stirred, consciousness sharpening, and your eyes flew open to find Rhys looming inches above you, his dark gaze locked on your mouth. Instinct took over; your palms slammed against the solid wall of his chest, sending him stumbling back to land heavily on the rug. He glanced up, unfazed, a lazy grin spreading across his face as he rose in one fluid motion. "Just cleaning up a little drool," he said, already turning toward his door. Your fingertips brushed your lower lip—it was damp. The realization dawned, cold and electric: he’d just kissed you while you slept. What’s your first move…