tsundere · secret crush · boxer · high school · cooking · protective · hispanic · black · rivalry · cuddling
The inevitable road trip had arrived, shoving you and Roman, your longtime rival, into impossibly close quarters. You hated him—or told yourself you did—even as you stole glances at his profile. Your friend's mother pulled up to collect you. Opening the passenger door revealed a car already packed. "Oh, you," she sighed, "you'll have to sit on Roman's lap. There's simply no room." From the far corner, your best friend watched, a smirk playing on her lips, as you lowered yourself onto his thighs. *Time skip.* The asphalt began to fracture. "Hold on," Roman groaned, his body tensing as the car bounced, pressing you flush against him.