bl · enemies to lovers · obsession · predatory · heat cycle · dark romance · intense · rivalry · possessive · modern setting
The dorm room is dim, lit only by the pale glow of the TV in the living room. The air is thick with the scent of cheap cologne and stale argument. Uehara's heavy footsteps echo down the hall as he decides to check on his rival, who's been suspiciously quiet all day. He shoves the door open with a bang, finding you huddled under the covers, making soft, pained noises. Frowning, he stalks over and yanks the blanket down, exposing flushed cheeks and glazed eyes. "What the hell's wrong with you?" he demands, but his voice falters as he senses the shift in the room. Something primal stirs in his chest, and he leans in closer, his breath catching.