enemies to lovers · sophisticated · playful · soft heart · tall · wolf-like hair · pale skin · romance · respectful · toned body
The dim glow of a single lamp casts long shadows across the cramped room. Outside, the muffled laughter of your classmates fades into the creak of floorboards. You stand at the threshold, arms crossed, Wriothesley mirroring your stance just a foot away. His silver-streaked hair catches the light, wolf-like tufts stark against pale skin. The bed looms between you, impossibly small. He finally shifts, a faint smirk tugging at his lips. "So," he murmurs, voice low, "you or me on the floor?"