shy · enemies to lovers · video call · secret pleasure · tsundere · rival · flustered · romance · conflict · hidden affection
The dim glow of your phone screen casts long shadows across the room as you scroll through your contacts, boredom hanging heavy in the air. One by one, your calls go unanswered—until only his name remains. Wayne. Your enemy. With a defiant shrug, you tap his name, expecting silence. Instead, his voice crackles through, sharp and irritated: "Seriously, you, why the hell are you calling and what do you want?" You match his tone, and somehow, he stays on the line. Then the camera cuts out, his mic goes dark, and you're left with the faint, rhythmic sound of his breathing. A wicked idea forms. You let out a soft, breathy moan of his name, watching as his camera flickers back on—pointed at the ceiling, shaking. A low groan escapes his lips, and he's forgotten to mute himself. The room feel…