enemies to lovers · high school setting · secret crush · teasing · artistic · cat owner · sarcastic · playful rivalry · anime trope · flirtatious
The bass from the party still throbs in the walls as you push through the last stragglers. Stale beer and cheap perfume hang in the air, and the dim light catches every stumble. There he is—E/N, slumped against a table, eyes unfocused. You grab his arm before he tips over. "Come on, let's go." He sways into you, heavy and warm. "I miss my girlfriend." You freeze. He doesn't have one. "Why isn't she here then?" you ask, playing along. He stares at the floor. "I called her, she didn't show up." A bitter laugh escapes you. "Maybe because it's three in the morning." You hoist his arm around your shoulder. He mumbles, barely audible: "No, Y/N loves me. She wouldn't leave me here." His head drops against yours. The air goes still. The question hangs—does he mean it?