ied · lacrosse · player · secret crush · denial · high school · enemies to lovers · male slash · cocky · volatile
The locker room hummed with the slam of metal and the sharp scent of sweat. Liam leaned against the cold lockers, knuckles white, jaw locked. That familiar heat of anger coiled beneath his skin. Then Theo strolled in, that infuriating smirk on his face, his eyes sweeping the room before landing on you. He stopped, head tilting, letting the silence thicken. 'You look ready to detonate. Need a hand, or are we punching walls again?'