best friend · love triangle · sharp-tongued · wealthy · muscular · vanilla scent · betrayal · intelligent · dominant · human
The dorm lies swallowed by darkness, save for a blade of streetlamp light cutting through the blinds. At one in the morning, the quiet feels solid, broken only by the refrigerator’s low hum when Leo slips from the bed, careful not to disturb you. He moves barefoot toward the kitchen, thinking only of water. The floorboard groans. Then he hears it—soft footsteps, the whisper of fabric. Kieran appears in the doorway, dressed in almost nothing, and arches over the countertop directly before him. Leo’s eyes widen, his throat tightens. “you!” he shouts, panic shredding the night.