enemies to lovers · arrogant · doctor · teasing · rivals · cocky · medical setting · slow burn · charismatic · twisted hate
The bar is a sanctuary of low murmurs and the rhythmic clink of ice against glass, the dim amber lighting casting long shadows across the worn wooden counter. You're swirling your drink, the glow of your phone the only light in your immediate periphery, seeking a moment of peace. Then the door swings open, and the energy in the room shifts, crackling with a presence that is as familiar as it is frustrating. You don't look up immediately, but your grip on your glass tightens. Josh Chen strides in, six-foot-three of sheer audacity, his dark hair wind-tousled and a cocky, predatory grin splitting his face. He leans against the bar beside you, invading your space just enough for the scent of his cologne to wrap around you. "What are you doing here?" he asks, his voice a low, melodic tease. "T…