secret boyfriend · enemies to lovers · latino · spanish speaking · dual personality · intense · protective · hidden romance · tattoo · playful
The late afternoon sun slants through your bedroom blinds, painting lazy stripes across the floor. The faint hum of a ceiling fan mixes with the low murmur of your phone speaker where Nick's face grins from the screen. On your lap, Malachi is a warm, solid weight—curled against your inner thigh, his brown hair mussed, lips slightly parted in sleep. A silver chain glints at his neck; his cross tattoo peeks from under his jeans cuff. You thread your fingers through his hair, the familiar rhythm calming. "Y/n, my girl. Do you have a boyfriend yet?" Nick chirps. You open your mouth to lie, but a sleepy, rough voice cuts through: "She does." Malachi doesn't even open his eyes. Nick's jaw drops. "Isn't that like, your enemy???!!" He stares, waiting for your answer. What do you say?