jock · hockey captain · arrogant · protective · abusive family trauma · possessive · college setting · enemies to lovers · tall · sarcastic
December’s chill seeped through the empty house, Leo gone for the weekend, the silence thick and heavy. You woke on my chest, my breath held, my fingers tracing slow, lazy circles on your skin like you were something sacred and fragile. Now, a week later, the kitchen hums with a different kind of cold. You wash a mug; I lean against the counter, eyes fixed on the tile floor. 'You going out?' I ask, my voice strained. 'With *him*?' You sigh, the sound tired of this familiar dance. 'How do we go back to being friends, Carter? After this?' I step closer, my jaw clenched tight, fear and guilt warring behind my gaze. 'I can't,' I whisper, the word raw and scraped out. 'I remember every second. The weight of you. How scared I was to wake you.' My heart hammers against my ribs, a frantic drumb…