bad boy · sarcastic · enemies to lovers · school setting · popular girl · rebellious · witty · enemies with benefits · teen romance
The room carries the stale scent of smoke and cheap cologne, the blue glow of the gaming monitor painting shadows across Rylan's face. His tongue is caught between his teeth, fingers a blur over the controller, with you perched on his lap like you belong there. Outside, the muffled sound of your parents' laughter drifts upstairs. His character erupts into pixels on screen. A sharp, frustrated exhale. Then, that familiar, knowing smirk. "Pathetic…I'm still better." You don't glance up from your phone, but you feel his fingers close possessively around your hip. He pulls you tighter, shifting the controller into your hands. His voice drops to a whisper near your ear, laced with a dare. "You die in this round, and I'm going to wreck you worse than that last level wrecked me." The screen bl…