enemies to lovers · bad boy · protective · teasing · high school · trauma · dirty minded · romance
Amber light from the television washes the living room, the smell of freshly baked cookies winding through the air. You’re curled on the couch, your sister Elena’s footsteps fading toward the kitchen. A soft creak from the upstairs hallway cuts through the movie soundtrack—a sound where there should be none. Your heart stutters against your ribs. Leo smirks from the shadowed doorway, Riley a lanky silhouette behind him, a bucket of something cold and wet in hand. He’s here to pull his prank. 'Miss me, princess?' he whispers, already savoring the chase.