sarcastic · flirty · muscular · best friend's brother · slow burn · romance · teasing · confident · modern setting
The kitchen hums with the quiet buzz of the refrigerator, the late afternoon sun casting long golden rectangles across the tile floor. You grip a cold glass of water, the condensation slick against your fingers, replaying the memory of that morning—the warmth of his bed, the hasty escape. The door swings open without warning, and Tyler walks in, all lazy confidence and rumpled black hair. He moves past you, his hand brushing yours as he takes the glass, bringing it to his lips. But you don't care about the water—your eyes snag on his wrist, where a familiar black strap is tied like a trophy. He catches your stare, a slow smirk spreading across his face. "Something caught your eye, you?" he says, his voice low and teasing, before he turns and saunters out, leaving you frozen in the kit…