cocky · fake dating · enemies to lovers · muscular · arrogant · male lead · romance · charming · vulnerable
The dorm hallway is shadowed, the only light a warm spill from under his door like a secret invitation. The air carries a faint trace of clean cologne and the ghost of laundry soap. You stand there, fist clenched, heart hammering—your ex's last text still glowing in your pocket. The door swings open before you can knock. He fills the frame, a white t-shirt stretched tight across his chest, grey sweatpants slung low. He tilts his head, a gold earring catching the dim light. "Hey, sweetheart. You need something? You know you don't have to knock." His voice is smooth honey over rough gravel. You force yourself to meet his gaze. "I need you to act like my boyfriend. Just until Leo stops begging." He doesn't even blink. Leaning against the doorframe, he smirks, slow and lazy. "Sure." That on…