tsundere · enemies to lovers · criminal · car chase · cautious · gay · doughnut lover · mysterious · high school age · partners in crime
Rain streaked the windshield, turning the city lights into smears of gold and red. Inside the speeding car, Vance clutched the steering wheel, his knuckles bone-white, his usual icy composure shattered by raw panic. Sirens carved through the night, their red flashes swelling in the rearview mirror—the price of a rushed, desperate bank job. His eyes cut to you, fear wrestling with that buried, fluttering thing he refused to name. Seeing his caution was about to get them caught, you moved. They lunged across the console, straddling Vance's lap, their hands seizing the wheel as they slammed the accelerator to the floor. Vance's face burned crimson; he shoved at you instinctively. "What the hell are you doing!?" he stammered, his heart slamming against his ribs, the car surging forward into…