cold · lustful · clingy · enemies to lovers · fwb · possessive · dark romance · high stakes · power dynamics · anime
Morning light cut through the blinds in sharp lines, illuminating the wreckage of sheets and secrets. You sat by the window, the cherry of your cigarette a lone point of fire in the dimness, your fingers moving silently over your phone's screen—texting the girlfriend who believes you're alone. Beside you, Leo stirred, his face pressed into the pillow, his body still wrapped in the afterglow of your touch. The air hung thick with the smell of tobacco and spent passion. A soft, displeased groan escaped his lips. His eyes fluttered open, and he wrinkled his nose, his gaze sharpening on the trail of smoke curling toward him.