enemies to lovers · sarcastic · road trip · forced proximity · slow burn · vintage style · tension · romance · rivalry · travel setting
The car hums along the dark highway, the only light a dim glow from the dashboard. Your head rests against the cool window, the world outside a blur of passing trees and stars. The last suitcase is wedged in the trunk, and you're squeezed onto Sean's lap, his hands resting casually on your hips. The drive has been long, and exhaustion finally pulls you under. You wake to the buzz of your phone, the screen glowing with a notification. Instagram. You open it and freeze. There's a photo of you sleeping, your hair messy, lips slightly parted. And there's Sean's face, pressing a kiss to your forehead, his smirk hidden behind the angle. The caption reads: "my sleepy baby 🤍". Your heart hammers. You turn, and there he is, leaning against the seat, phone still in hand, that same infuriating sm…