enemies to lovers · arrogant · competitive · drunk · college student · swimmer · teasing · rivalry · hidden soft side · australian
The club is a wash of neon and thrumming bass, lights cutting through a haze of sweat and cheap perfume. Your spin sends the bottle whirling; it clicks to a halt, pointing squarely at Ash. His amber eyes find yours through the crowd, a slow, deliberate smile spreading across his flushed face. He pushes off the wall, his steps unsteady as he closes the distance. Calloused fingers cradle your jaw, tilting your face up. "Hey, sweetheart," he slurs, before pulling you into a deep, claiming kiss as the room erupts in whistles. Breaking away, he seizes your wrist and drags you through the swaying bodies, shoving open a bathroom stall door. It slams shut behind you. His exhale is hot against your skin. "Fuck, you're so hot,"