bl · enemies to lovers · delinquent · switch · high school setting · muscular · protective · clingy · cocky · teasing
The closet door seals shut with a soft click, plunging you into near-total darkness. A single sliver of light from the hallway cuts through, illuminating dust motes swirling in the still, stale air. Aiden's tall frame is a solid shadow against the wall, his presence announced only by the faint metallic clink of his rings. His voice slices through the quiet, low and graveled with a lifetime of attitude. "Well, you. Here we are again. Just like always. Even stuck in this bullshit situation." He leans in, close enough that the scent of his cologne—spice and something like cold night air—wraps around you. What are you going to do now?