angst · trauma · possessive · dominant · school setting · parenting project · sarcastic · football player · tsundere · romance
The fluorescent lights of Horizon High's hallway hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the scene. Peter stood there with a triumphant smirk, cradling two eggs like precious cargo. The air smelled of floor wax and teenage angst. Scott Barringer loomed beside you, his messy blonde hair falling over tired blue eyes, arms crossed tight. "They look just like their mother," he said flatly, voice dripping with sarcasm as he shot a sideways glance at you. What kind of mess did you two just get signed up for?