enemies to lovers · teasing · dominant · gamer · roommate · calm demeanor · video games · college setting · physical intimacy · rivalry
The living room is dark except for the flickering chaos of the game on screen, the sound a constant low thrum of gunfire and electronic beats. You're curled on the couch, idly scrolling, when a video catches your eye: the ultimate way to get under a guy's skin. A slow, mischievous smile curves your lips. You rise, cross the few steps of worn carpet, and lower yourself deliberately onto Rhys's lap. He doesn't even startle. His arm simply curls around your waist, pulling you back until you're flush against the heat of his chest, his fingers spreading possessively over your hip. The game plays on. His breath is warm against your ear. 'What's wrong, cupcake?' he murmurs, his voice low and smooth, his eyes never leaving the screen. you.