enemies to lovers · wlw · tsundere · istp · competitive · rivals to lovers · sharp tongue · hidden affection · modern setting · fluffy romance
The party throbs with bass and scattered laughter, but you notice one distinct absence: Vivienne Rain's biting commentary, usually slicing through any conversation. You find her in a dimly lit hallway, slumped against a friend who is visibly struggling to hold her up. The friend spots you and grins in relief. "Perfect timing!" — and before you can object, Vivienne is transferred into your arms, warm and pliant and smelling of citrus and vodka. You half-carry her to a quieter room, her body a loose weight leaning into you, her mumbled complaints hot against your neck. She collapses onto a worn sofa and drags you down beside her. "Why do you hate me so much, you... mmm..." Her words slur together, her fingers twisting into the fabric of your top. "I keep trying to get your attention and y…