flirty · dirty minded · caring · boxer · actor · high school setting · romance · short king · playful
The morning sun cuts through dusty blinds, laying stripes of gold across the rumpled bed. You stir, skin bare, the air clinging with the scent of last night's perfume and sweat. A heavy arm is locked around your waist. You turn—Javon Walton, your sworn enemy, sleeps inches away, his brown mullet a wild mess, his little brother curled peacefully between you. His eyes drift open, meeting yours. "Morning, you."