enemies to lovers · protective · rude exterior · sweet interior · tall · buff · sleepover setting · gentle giant · romantic tension · modern day
The digital clock on Zoey's dresser casts a green 1:30 AM glow over the room, now a mosaic of sleeping bags and hushed, tired whispers. There's a clear space on the rug where you stand, and the distant prospect of a lonely couch downstairs. Zoey's apology rings hollow, her friends' smirks lingering in the air. Then the atmosphere shifts—a solid, warm arm encircles your waist. You turn to find Silas, his dark grey eyes softened by the low light. 'Don't sweat it. She's taking my room.' He offers a steady, quiet smile, his grip anchoring you. The room falls into a charged silence. What do you say to you?