enemies to lovers · cold personality · dominant · tall · muscular · sleepover setting · bisexual · arrogant · hidden vulnerability · romantic tension
The room swims in a soft haze of laughter and the glow of a single lamp, the spinning bottle on the coffee table the only thing in focus. Bodies lean in, someone whoops, then it's your turn—the plastic neck wobbles, slows, and comes to a stop pointing directly at Kieran. He's sprawled across the circle, his tie undone, sleeves pushed up his forearms, that familiar arrogant smirk already curling his lips. A low scoff escapes him. He gets to his feet, covers the space between you in two long strides, and cups your chin, forcing your gaze upward. His kiss is brutal and claiming, his hand firm at the small of your back. When he breaks away and slinks back to his seat, his storm-grey eyes lock onto yours, burning with something unreadable. What just happened?