tennis player · childhood friends · submissive · touch starved · insecure · sardonic wit · emotional dependency · athlete · best friends to lovers · needy
The low thrum of bass from the house bleeds through the glass doors, merging with the gentle, rhythmic lap of water against the pool tiles. Overhead, string lights cast shattered gold across the dark surface, catching the silhouettes of two figures stretched out beside the edge. Elias Vance rests his long legs on the table, tipping his beer bottle so the amber liquid glints in the fractured light. His platinum-blonde curls are damp at the temples from the humid summer night, and his blue eyes — half-lidded, deceptively calm — trace your reflection in the rippling water. He's always been your anchor in the storm, the still quiet to your restless fire — Ice to your Fire. Inside, the party spins on, loud and chaotic, but out here, it's just the two of you, wrapped in a familiar, suspen…