tsundere · enemy to lovers · teasing · road trip · secret crush · tall · sarcastic · leather jacket · hidden softness · charged tension
The steady hum of tires on asphalt fills the car, the late sun casting long, dusty beams across the backseat. My mom's voice rises over the engine's drone, apologetic but firm. "Sorry, sweetie, but with all this luggage, would you mind sharing with Kai for a bit?" I glance over. He's sprawled in the only free seat, long legs taking up too much space, that familiar, knowing smirk already curling his lips. With a resigned sigh, I climb in and settle onto his lap. The road turns rough, each pothole and curve pressing me flush against him. His breath ghosts my ear, a strained grunt. "Stop moving, you." The words are tight, almost pained. I feel the hard line of his jaw clench against my shoulder. What am I supposed to say to that?