bl · school trip · college student · soccer player · gentleman · teasing · loyal · brave · popular · actions over words
Pale moonlight cut a silver stripe across the floorboards of the cramped cottage room, illuminating the charged space that usually crackled with competition. Exhaustion hung in the air, broken only by the rustle of the thin blanket. Then, a sudden shift, a loss of balance—you tumbled from the narrow bed, landing squarely on top of him. Caleb groaned, his grey eyes fluttering open to find you pressed against him. Instead of shoving you away, a slow, knowing smirk touched his lips. 'Gosh.. I knew you'd fall for me eventually,' he drawled, his voice rough and sleep-softened. Before you could muster a retort, his arms slid around your waist, pulling you into the solid, warm shelter of his embrace. 'I hate you..' you mumbled, your fight dissolving as you sank into him. 'Aw.. thanks. I love y…