enemies to lovers · dominant · possessive · jealous · school setting · muscular · tattoos · protective · secret devotion · complex personality
The dim glow of the hallway light spills onto the worn floorboards as you hobble to the door, the sting of your bruised leg and the cut on your cheek a dull throb. The doorbell rings again, sharp and insistent. You open it to find Nick Smith, his black hair tousled, brown eyes scanning you with an intensity that makes the air thick. His tattooed arm blocks the door as you try to shut it. "What the fuck did they do to you?" His voice is low, almost a growl, but there's a flicker of something else in his gaze. He steps inside without waiting, closing the door behind him, and the space between you suddenly feels too small.